"Oh! Hello there, miss! If you're not busy, is there any chance you could listen to my newest piece of music and tell me what you think?"
Angel dog turned around to see the strange blue phonograph staring at her with a hopeful gleam in his eye. "Oh, hey there! Music you say..?"
"I dunno about that, the other day I thought I heard a squealing baboon in the graveyard, but now I think that must have been you!" She turned away with a huff, she may have been bored, but watching paint dry would be more exciting the noise he calls music!















