"I never got the appeal of piano," he made a face but then smiled at her, "Still, composing is pretty cool. If you make it big, drop me a line so I can say I knew you before you were famous. And then sell your lesbian tryst story to the Sun." Like he was going to let go of it that easily.
Jamie shrugged when she turned the question of the day back on him. "A few... But the good parts cancel out the bad ones. Mostly anyway." He still wondered why he had agreed to be Muse's guitarist now anyway... It wasn't for fame, that was for sure. He was just back-up after all.