“It’s all good,” she said, smiling. “I might wait to decide. Just, um, in case something else comes up. I don’t want to like, have to confuse you guys. But I think it looks good. I mean there’s plenty of room and you guys aren’t a total mess which is nice and it all looks cozy and. Yeah.” She lifted a hand to scratch at the back of her head. “Do one of you play guitar?” she asked.