He watched him thinking, the way he rolled the idea around in his head, and Simon couldn't help but smile just a bit. "Sounds like a good plan to me," he commented. "Getting a piano, that is. Not that I know shit about playing one but..." There was a laugh, and he shifted, sitting back up as he folded his legs between him, taking another long sip of the limeade.
"See? You're gonna get back to it one way or another. It's pretty easy to see just how much y'like it. I think that's pretty cool."