"I don't know what you think you're doing, but I can assure you it's not resembling any song I've ever played." What? No need to lie to him, just because he was cute. Hartley put the mouthpiece on and led it to his lips and started playing. It was difficult to pretend that Barry wasn't listening to him, but he did his best. Playing music for the guy he liked. His life couldn't get worse while still fulfilling his dreams.