[The Once-ler has always fantasized about a girlfriend that shared his passion for music. He thought about writing duets and playing in smokey bars across the country - all that chick flick romantic garbage. Here he is now with the girl who becomes more and more like the one of his dreams every day, and everything is splendid. There aren't many smokey bars at the Keep, but there are plenty of duets to be written, and the Once-ler is ready and willing.]
Okay, I haven't played in... years... so... [He plays a few chords. Hmm...] Not sure where to do with this. [He looks to her with a biiig smile.] Any ideas?
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Okay, I haven't played in... years... so... [He plays a few chords. Hmm...] Not sure where to do with this. [He looks to her with a biiig smile.] Any ideas?