As much as she tries to ignore him, he remains on her mind, a hovering little fly that she half wants to swat. He's becoming impossible to ignore and it irritates her. Never before had Sue struggled to ignore others, often doing it by accident with her daydreaming and composing.

But eventually the band takes a break, and Murdoc drags Stu away and Noodle finds herself with nothing to do but stare round the room. Under her gloves her fingertips ache, Noodle still unused to the lack of power in this guitar. Carefully she peels the soft leather off, planning to check, but first her eyes fall on her little follower. A lift of an eyebrow and a near invisible smirk as she calls out, voice still soft in comparison. "Your attempt at Lolita looks horrible."