"It is....undescribable" Lestat said, his France really was undescribable. One simply just had to go there and witness it themselves rather than someone explaining it to them.
He listened and watched her play intently. amazed at what ease she could play the little keyboard. His interest sparked as he imagined what wonders she could work on his piano back at the apartment. He leaned back against the tree, his preternatural blue eyes watching her, "That was, amazing. Now, would you like to play on mine?" he squatted down to her eye level, smiling charmingly, "That is if your parents won't mind, I wouldn't want to get in trouble with them"