Sitting at the drums, Tony looked at the new arrival for a moment wordlessly. This was new, a group with more women than men. Not that he minded a single bit, it offered a few interesting prospects. All the women were also quite easy on the eyes.<br/><br/>He reached and poked one of the cymbals to see how sturdy it was. A self satisfied smirk came onto Tony's face as he thought of the arrangement. The compositions weren't as densely layered or incorporating as many complex rhythms or meter changes as his music did. Instead he'd need to infuse the drums with more personality than he did in his more technically focused solo work. That is when he actually played drums.<br/><br/>Tony's eyes travelled around for a moment once more at the captivating women who were in the room, and admittedly his thoughts were of a more carnal nature currently. Though the sunglasses he wore now did wonders in masking that.