"Hi, Bella," says Robin. "Andi made muffins! I helped!"

"Hi, Robin. Thanks, Andi." Bella picks up and peels a muffin.

Robin grabs another one. Because they are delicious.

Bella brings a second with her upstairs, but apparently she is still being introverted.

"How many songs have you even written? Do you just have them all memorized?"

"I dunno, a bunch," she says. "I have most of them written down somewhere."

"Yeah, but do you also have them all memorized?"

"Mostly."

"Wow, I can barely keep the words to 'Jingle Bells' straight sometimes. If I'm in your band can I have sheet music when we perform?"

Robin laughs. "Sure."

"Awesome, I thought that was, like, frowned upon."

"Hey, I currently have zero band members. I can't be too picky."

"Well, I dunno, maybe you had a foolproof plan to find more and they weren't going to have objectionable habits."

She laughs. "Nah. Anyway, maybe you'll figure it out with practice. If you actually join my band."

"What do you wanna call it? Oh man, I've been saying things would be good names for bands for years and I can't think of a single one, if I were Bella I would've written them down but I'm not."

Robin laughs. "I dunno yet. I told you, I'm terrible at naming things."

"Next time I think of a good name for a band I'll pay attention."

"Perfect," says Robin.