You made a small band a while ago with a few friends. You were the main guitarist, Camden was the drummer, and Zachary was the lead singer.

One day, during a concert, Zachary was doing his solo. It was barely audible over Zachary's voice, but you heard a whistle from behind you. You looked over. It was Camden. He motioned you over. Curious, you walked over and stopped at the side of his drum set. He folded his arms on the drums. "Ya wanna go out on a date sometime after this?" He asked.