A question caught me by surprise-1

“I’ve never seen it.”

Jennifer shook her head. “Don’t bother. Just bring it up once and
you’ll know everything you ever wanted to know about it and then some.
Let’s see. Loves the Stones, the Boss, Zepplin, all the classics, so I
can’t fault her taste in music.”

“Should I break out the guitar?” I asked, idly strumming a few chords.
Jennifer was not pleased.

“No. Do not be that guy. You and I jam together and it’s awesome and
fun and we have a great time. But if you use your guitar to try to get
into some girl’s pants like every other asshole with a faux hawk on this
campus, you will have a head injury and a broken guitar. Are we clear?”

“Fine, fine,” I said as I put my hands up in mock surrender. “Anything
else.”