Ariel smiled again at the chimes and then allowed herself to be lead toward the back of the music shop. Her eyes flitted to everything, wanting to see and know all of what lined the walls and shelves. "Your singing cannot be all dreadful. I have some experience with the Beatles, and they sounded very good." She had heard guitars, drums, but didn't know.
The guitar he chose fascinated her. The lacquered face gleamed at her and she wanted to touch it. However her hand fell to her side instead and she watched John with curiosity.
She hadn't realized that she had been holding her breath and that her heart was racing until she began to feel out of breath and light headed. Then she took a deep breath and beamed at the music coming from the instrument. "It's very lovely. You're very good at that. What else are you good at?"