[ He slips the crystal back, humming with acknowledgement, and looks at the piano (as long as it's still there). That hadn't been what he meant by fun, but Gorgug won't clarify--that's embarrassing! ]

Can I look... [ wait, no. ] Okay, if you play it-- I'll get a rhythm in my head. I just need to get the mood--I need to figure out the mood.

[ And can he remember that until they get to a potential drum kit? Well, they'll have to find that out! ]