It was a cold winter night in midwest england. You and slash, your longtime friend, were stuck at home because of a snowstorm

"What will we do now...?"

He wonders figeting around with his guitar. His long curly hair hair getting in the way sometimes, to the point he used his hand to push it aside and keep playing.

After a while, he realizes, he stands up from the couch sitting right in front of you, setting the guitar on your lap

"Maybe would be fun if someone learned something new tonight"

He says with a chuckle