"No, no, I got it. Thanks." That was one of the few things that still bothered Chelsea, letting someone else push her chair. If at all possible, she'd much rather do it herself. She wheeled herself over beside Ella, giving her a little giggle at her eyebrow wiggle. "Yeah it's different, definitely. Makes me wonder what some of the other rooms are like!" She looked around the room, including getting an eyeful of her crotch. Ah, the perils of the seated lifestyle. "So, where's your keyboard! I'm dying to hear you sing!"