Alisa focused on a screw that was closer to her side of the piano. She heard his answer and decided not to be a pest on asking how or why he got such a name. Instead, she tilted her head to look back at him as he asked why she blushed.
"Ah blush when guys treat me nice... ah ain' used to dat." She was honest when she spoke, almost in a matter of fact kind of tone. Her head turned back to her work. She was on her tippy toes trying to reach everything in the piano. "Especially good lookin' ones."
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