[After being yelled at, being accused of something he didn't do, the last thing he wants to do is be alone with his thoughts. So he turns up the music a little, still listening to Elvis.]
[Trixie sits back down and makes herself comfortable, though it takes her a minute or two to get into the song. She's still a little thrown off by the request in general, but she can't say she's not happy with it.]
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Is that all you needed?
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[And since he definitely is alright and didn't take the wrong message from this at all, her job here is done.
She gets up from the chair to leave him be.]
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Trixie, wait a moment.
Do you want to stay a while? We can listen to music?
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She tries to wipe the look of surprise off her face.]
Yeah. Yeah, that'd be nice.
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