"Well," Euterpe countered as she came in, kissing him briefly on the cheek in greeting. "I'm glad that you're not anyone at all in the music business. I've just come back from a dreadfully boring gala."
She shrugged off her coat and tossed it aside - it had been barely needed outside, but it was nicer to have one with her should the weather turn. "So instead," she told him, doing a half-turn, "you can be the one to enjoy my well picked outfit instead."