"Sounds good. We can do it in between things." Connor didn't usually plan out a list for things like this; they usually went from song to song or made up silly things in rounds or stuff like that. Sometimes they workshopped things; sometimes new songs were created in an instant of fun.
Connor looked over at Emily. "Hand me that little notebook over there?" he asked, indicating a notebook over on the little table at the other end of the couch. He smiled and thanked her, fingers brushing against hers as he took it from her. He opened up the notebook, trying to not peek back at her or he knew he'd hear about it from his friends. "You want the duet or the single?" he asked, looking up at Marla. "I've got a bunch of stuff in here for ideas for the next album and for whoever I might want to offer a song to."