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[superniceone]

Gustave is extremely careful not to sneak up on her. There's a gentle clearing of the throat, like he's trying to clear something caught in it, and he approaches from the side. He waits until a pause before he'll ask: "You're a musician?"

[needanewbrain]

She moves to come to the art table, knowing better than to get crumbs near the keys.

"Yeah, uh...do you have gramophones yet, where you come from?"

She's not great at distinguishing period clothes.

[superniceone]

Being strictly from Fantasy Paris probably doesn't help much with the distinction, either. "Yes, we do. They're quite popular, actually."

[needanewbrain]

She peels the paper off her muffin, tearing little bits of the crown off to nibble.

"Yeah. So, I play, but I also write songs, and record them for people to have, basically."