"Guitar. I sing, too. Don't know how good I am at either, but it's fun."

"That's awesome. There's a choir at school, they're not any good but it's something."

"I will die before I join a school choir," snorts Robin.

"Aww, why?"

She shakes her head. "Not my kind of music, not my kind of fun."

"Are you going to try starting a band, then?"

"Maybe someday."

"Sometimes I think about learning an instrument but then I think about all the little seven-year-olds who can play ridiculously well and it just feels embarrassing to start."

Robin shrugs. "Everybody starts somewhere, right?"

"Yeah, I guess. I also don't know what I'd pick up."

"Figure it out, and you could be in my band," laughs Robin.

"Well, what do you need in your band?"

"Drums. Bass. Any instrument that's not a guitar," she laughs.

"Isn't a bass a kind of guitar, bass guitar?"

"A bass is a guitar like a square is a rectangle," says Robin. "Except even less."

"Oh. Hmm. I wonder if Renée can even afford lessons for me in anything, which one's easier to self-teach and cheaper to rent?"

"Maybe bass? Or something weird, I could always use something weird," says Robin.

"The triangle! The didgeridoo! The sousaphone!"

"What in God's name is a sousaphone?"

"Some kind of brass... thing. I don't actually know but it's definitely an instrument."

Robin giggles.

And here is the movie. Well, here are the movie previews, anyway. Andi politely refrains from talking during the show.

"Yeah, it was good! Thanks for coming."