[ With a tick of the tongue, Grell's hands relocate to her hips. ]
A century will do that, you know! Everything has changed. Music, medicine, fashion...
[ Letting him trail behind her, then, she makes way for the record player once more. Picking up the sleeves to shift through, she hums in passing - one of Mozart's pieces, in fact. ]
Ah, here's a good one.
[ Once she's set it to play, the record begins with Concerto No 21. Clasping her hands together, she closes her eyes with a satisfied hum. ]
Will-- [ The thought's just flashed through her mind, but what is she if not spontaneous? Turning to him, she's already chuckling. ] Before I go, would you do me the honor of a dance~?
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A century will do that, you know! Everything has changed. Music, medicine, fashion...
[ Letting him trail behind her, then, she makes way for the record player once more. Picking up the sleeves to shift through, she hums in passing - one of Mozart's pieces, in fact. ]
Ah, here's a good one.
[ Once she's set it to play, the record begins with Concerto No 21. Clasping her hands together, she closes her eyes with a satisfied hum. ]
Will-- [ The thought's just flashed through her mind, but what is she if not spontaneous? Turning to him, she's already chuckling. ] Before I go, would you do me the honor of a dance~?