As John stood, Eric stepped backward to allow the man space to move. He nodded and smiled, shrugging again, "Whatever you want. I didn't really have any plans other than to come pick up my guitar and take it back home. Of course, that was when I noticed it needed a set-up and some new strings," Eric said, motioning to the cart, "..and that was when you came in."
He turned and moved back to the cart, taking up he task of finishing what he had started.
"Anything of yours need adjustment?" Eric inquired, figuring John would take the comment however he wanted. Of course music was first but the night was still young and full of potential.