[ He falls into awkward step with Sam, brow furrowing for a moment when that hand rests at his hip. But he agreed to this, and no one's snickering (which means, for better or worse, he doesn't have to break this off to start a confrontation), so his free hand ends up slipping over Sam's arm, gripping him there. ]
This tune doesn't sound much like Summertime. [ His musical knowledge isn't so nuanced as someone else. ] They still playing all that a hundred years from now?
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This tune doesn't sound much like Summertime. [ His musical knowledge isn't so nuanced as someone else. ] They still playing all that a hundred years from now?
[ He seems skeptical. ]