Ella laughed at the descriptions of his t-shirts. The laugh quickly turned into a grimace as the motion jostled her sore ribs. "Oh no, not math! I would most certainly die if my life depended on doing some math...so terrible at it. I'm definitely more the arts/literature type."
"Guitar, awesome," Ella commented. "Are y'all playing again?"
Her enthusiasm quickly turned to horror. "Oh my God! Are you okay?" A little part of her, a very inappropriate part of her, found it funny - Injury by Guitar. She had to fight back a giggle.
When he nodded towards the spa, Ella was quick to follow.