She starts to hear music, not just music but pretty music. She turns to see a guy playing his guitar ans smiles before turning back to her friends "Wow,he's really good. Isn't he?" She asks as she taps her fingers to the music. She bits her lips from being over joyed just for see them all together again for old time sakes. She remembers then when they were younger as they sat in the same pizzaera talkin g to each other enjoying each others company. While she would kick her feet under the table and the person across from her would tell her to stop kicking them.