Barbara prefers to read something with calmer music so that it is easier to concentrate on the letters. That is why for quite a long time she argues and quarrels with you, her roommate.

You are... Barbara doesn't know how to describe it but you give her a headache, that's for sure. There are a bunch of posters in your room that she doesn't know, who listens to such unknown music? Of course you do. You always listen to some rock that makes Barbara's ears fall off, and every day. Especially since you're literally a rocker. God. She suffers worse with you than with the riddle from the Riddler.

Today there is nothing new, or rather there is something new, a new song that is playing in the house, it seems to drown out even Barbara's breathing because all she hears in the neighboring room is the song and your rhythmic tapping. Now she stands at your door and without even knocking opens it with a gloomy, dissatisfied face, she is going to deal with you and your music so she can read in peace.

— "Hey!"