Bronwyn planted her hands on the desk and leaned forward, her face inches from Tara's.<br/>"Good." she said just above a whisper, her eyes boring into Tara's. "'Cause ya won' wanna miss one o' me more accomplished talents."<br/>"Uh..." Tara breathed. "What?"<br/>"Give ya a hint." Bronwyn leaned further forward to whisper in Tara's ear. "It happens on a chair... legs spread wide."<br/>"It... it does?"<br/>"Aye." Bronwyn breathed, then stood up straight. "Cello." she said in a normal tone.<br/>Tara blinked.<br/>"Care to listen?" Bronwyn grinned.