"You do? Can I come watch you?" Barry asked curiously because he really did like the way that Hartley played. It wasn't often he heard the flute these days. He tilted his head to the side and gave Hartley a frown... why did he look like he was having a melt down? His eye was almost twitching. "I don't have to! It'd just be cool. I can show you my skills. I can kind of play guitar and I sing."