She threw her empty hands up in the air and said, "Does it look like I brought my guitar?" Her hands slapped down by hers sides again as she continued, "I was afraid I might fall over on my Vespa and smash it, so..." Her words trailed off as she made a face at him which, to her, intimated her proneness to accidents.
The guitar didn't matter anyway. She had something else in mind. She pulled her phone back out and brought up the lyrics again. "I don't think a guitar will work for this. I told Emily that we'd use a piano." After thinking on it for a second longer, she reconfirmed it. "Yeah, definitely a piano." She pointed at his keyboard and said, "Just improvise something and we'll go from there."