She watched him, putting the cassette tape in and finding herself finally relaxed enough again to laydown as well. Her head propped up by her hand, also laying on her side. She looked to him and smiled. "I like everything, I have a hard time with Opera, because I can't understand it, but I still find it beautiful -- in small doses. I like dancing to hip-hop, I like singing to Country and R&B, and I love driving to Reggae but if I was to pick a concert setting, it would be metal or rock." She shrugged her shoulder a little, it was a much more winded answer than he was probably looking for. Her hand slowly slid from the fabric on his bed, across her stomach and up onto her hip, draping itself just behind her bum.
"I'm guessing you're a classical music fan yourself, with a bit of country mixed in... am I right?" Her eyebrow raised playfully and she smirked, "I'm right aren't I?"