(Noooo! I was doing so good! I hadn't done that on this site. lol I goof up like that sometimes from bouncing back and forth from RP to RP ('-' )7 Sorry. that's my bad.)<br/><br/>Lyle smiled at Dante and watched him work on the sheet music. He was so talented. Lyle had no idea how to read any of it, but it looked like a lot of work. Dante was really dedicated to his music and Lyle his bar. If both were equally as important then Lyle could understand why he needed to put so much effort into it. It was what he loved and he wanted it to flourish.<br/><br/>"Maybe. I can't plat at all. I take it in a couple times a year since my dad loved it so much. I sounds nice when the shop owner plays it. I've kept it dry and in its case all this time." He thought back on what the shop owner had said about it in the past when he'd taken it in. He laughed softly and sighed contently he wasn't too amused about anything those days, but thinking back on it it was funny. "The first time I took it in it was six years since it had been touched or played. They shop was surprised when I said that and said my dad must be haunting it since it was in such good condition." He smiled. Haunting a guitar that people dreaded him taking out. That actually sounded like something his dad would do.