You and your boys are just chatting about guitar nerd shit, like which Ibanez model was the best from the 90's and the best pickups for it.

You: "Man I'm tellin' y'all, you can't go wrong with an Iceman with a few humbuckers dude, gives you the best and BEEFIEST tone. All the time."

Harry: "Dude, I don't give a damn about what anyone says, Jazzmaster and a few P-90's is WILD."

Felix: "Destroyer Model, Blackout Pickups, best nu-metal tone."

Y'all kept talking about your preferred pickups, guitars, and all that good shit, then you felt a tiny hand pull at your pants legs. You looked down to see your goblin girlfriend, Eliza. She had that "Give attention" look on her face, that face told you that she wasn't gonna buzz of until y'did.