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That man?

Sitting at the piano?

Playing a light, jazzy tune?

Doesn't look like he could be any happier. The same goes for the dog by his feet.

If you're watching his hands closely, you may spy a gold band on the fourth finger of his right hand.

[ ooc; Yeah, I've been neglecting this pup. I'm going to be a little laggy, but I will be tagging back. ]

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That's all right, because Luke's face needed a wash, anyway. Really.

"Who is she?" Why did he not know? D:

"Anita," Roger replies, immediately sighing in a happy way.

"She's wonderful."

QUICK. SOMEONE STOP HIM BEFORE HE DRIFTS OFF ENTIRELY.

:D? says Luke's face.

...:D?

.......:D?

"Congratulations?" he ventures.

"Thanks," Roger says, utterly sincere.

Pongo finally gets off of Luke, sitting down promptly on the floor in front of the boy.

Luke uses his keen logic skillz to work out that if he asks anything more about Anita right now, Roger will probably go back to dreamland.

"What were you playing earlier?" he asks, still making with the Pongo-petting.

Roger shrugs.

"Just a little improv, really. It's relaxing."

Pongo makes shiny eyes up at Luke. BEST FRIENDS Y/Y.

"How do you do that?" Luke has never even touched a piano.

YES OF COURSE. BEST FRIENDS FOR LIFE.

"Well!"

'SPLAINING TIME. This.. may go on for a bit.

"First you choose a key to start off in, since you can basically change keys whenever you like so long as you use the right chord progression to get there. And to come up with a melody is really just using notes in the key, or maybe using chromatics --"

Pongo rolls his eyes, making the, 'HE DOES THIS ALL. THE TIME,' face.

"That's notes that don't occur naturally in the scale," Luke says, somewhat caught up in music enthusiasm. "Like a D sharp in C Major."

But it so interesting, Pongo!

"Exactly! And, a lot of it's keeping up a good bass line - you can just use the blues scale if you like, but it's more fun if you can get a better series. Do you play an instrument?"

A little of the fun manages to escape Pongo, as he is without opposable thumbs, and this happens to me a major hindrance in his playing anything.

"No," he says, punctuating the statement by shaking his head. "I don't know if I'd be good at it."

He could play the drums, though!

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