"You're...not far off, honestly. Mother's tastes skewed toward the traditional. We used to have bands and stuff at dances and things, though. And the record players that didn't require electricity worked just fine."
That was a good smile, he decided. Good enough that he felt safe enough to return it with a small one of his own.
He let his shoulders relax properly while the music played, glancing over at some of the other stuff Klaus had brought. "I have a lot to learn, don't I?"