Muse raised an eyebrow as she looked back and forth between the two of them over her compact. She continued applying her lip gloss, and of course, rolling across the floor. "Do you two need to be separated?" she asked, over the sound of the bass player tuning his instrument. Or perhaps locked in a closet together? It was a rare thing when Muse managed to keep her thoughts to herself, but once in a while it did miraculously happen! Admittedly, probably a lot less than other people would have preferred.