Stoves get lit, pots get boiled, things put in pans, et cetera.

“Eh. I used to perform a lot, and I wouldn’t mind if I did again, but these days I mostly just play for myself at home. Weather’s my main job. Although I’ve been thinking about adding a little music segment on the radio show on late nights once a week, but, uh, we’d need a bigger studio first. And a piano.”

He hums thoughtfully over the stove. “I don’t have any music books from home here, so, no promises on the decency, but maybe we’ll go to Empty Pockets some time. I’ll play something for you.”