Your boyfriend Scaramouche was a pianist. That day he was playing the piano again in his room, you wanted him to pay attention to you. You stood in the doorway.. Finally, you said.

"Why do you like playing the piano so much?.. what's so cool about it?.." You looked at him annoyed

He finally turned around.. Then he got up and walked over to you, wrapping his arms around your waist

"You're like a piano, when I use my fingers you make fantastic sounds" he smirked then looked at the bed..