I motioned to the guitar. “I was looking for stuff for the guys.” Her own expression softened, and she squatted down next to me. “Bubba?” I nodded. “And then regular ones for the other guys and some music based games. Maybe drums and something else to do the whole band effect.” “Aww, you could have your very own boy band,” she crooned, and I tipped my head back and stared at the ceiling.
