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January 2nd, 2012
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"How delightful?" she questioned with a smirk. She took it off him gently and turned it this way and that. "It's so cute! Can you get gold ones?"
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"Mightily," he repeated with a big grin, leaning toward her a bit more. "Aint Southern a beautiful language?" he joked. Being from North Carolina he had never really developed that much of an accent but he had definitely picked up some strange Southern sayings and words.
"I betcha could," he grinned. "Hell! I'd spray paint one for ya if you really wanted man."
"I betcha could," he grinned. "Hell! I'd spray paint one for ya if you really wanted man."
"You would?" Sylvia smiled widely and offered Apple some of her liquor. "Well if you did that, y'all will have to teach me how to play as well. Its not my usual style" she snorted.
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"Hell yeah, I'm a crafty motherfucker," he grinned cheekily as he took the offered bottle of liquor. He took a big swig and squinted one eye. "And I'll gave y'all a lesson right now if ya want," he said handing the bottle back.
"Aw shit, I'm gonna be terrible" Sylvia moaned, but didn't decline. She took a healthy swig and set the bottle on the floor, sitting up properly.
"Work ya magic" she joked.
"Work ya magic" she joked.
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Apple grinned. "Aint nobody perfect without practice," he said situating the ukulele into Sylvia's hands. "The strings go G, C, E, A," he said plucking each one in turn. "Go ahead and strum with yer thumb," he said.
"Aint so bad right?" he grinned. "Now try a C-chord. Put yer ring finger between the second and third fret on the A-string," he said situating her finger onto the string. "Now pluck."
"Aint so bad right?" he grinned. "Now try a C-chord. Put yer ring finger between the second and third fret on the A-string," he said situating her finger onto the string. "Now pluck."
Sylvia was skeptical of learning instruments. Her father had tried to make her learn violin like Brianna when she first moved to America but she had put a stop to that idea pretty quickly. Still, she did as she was told and plucked the string. When it made an actual sound similar to what Apple had been doing she looked up at him with a wide smile.
"Well shit," she said. "You're a good teacher" she joked around.
"Well shit," she said. "You're a good teacher" she joked around.
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"Very nice!" he encouraged her, setting her fingers again. "Now play this chord and then go back to the original," he grinned. "You'll be leadin' the band with uke solos in no time," he joked.