"Well how could I turn down an offer that kind." He replied as soon as she was finished speaking. In truth it had been decades since he had played a gig, in fact he had tried to avoid it seeing as his music came from the sadness and despair that he saw in people's futures he had always worried about the idea of what he would see while playing for a group of people, but he wasn't about to decline, it was his responsibility, after all, to share his knowledge with everyone else in the world. "It's a date then, Wednesday at noon. You bring lunch and I'll bring the music." When he finished, even though his didn't work, the two of them locked eyes together and it felt that despite his disability he could see right into her just like she could into him.<br/><br/>After a moment he broke the silence getting back to today's business "Well my dear if I'm going to play a gig this week I'm going to need some practice. Are any of the girl's up for a bit of music and a "cool-down session" this fine afternoon?" he asked. This whole time his hand was still resting on hers, whether either of them noticed it or not was up in the air.