The day Megan attended Mirrorscape's band practice, everyone else was more than a little confused. Especially Dylan since he hadn't realized that she and Troy had met. But it ended uneventfully after he explained that she was here in exchange for doing him a favor the other day.
He was more concerned about their little meet-up today. The one where he had to write her a song about how beautiful brown eyes were.
Troy had no doubt he would be able to pull it off; he was worried about looking like an idiot while doing so. She had already thought he was at least a little weird for needing to do "eye research" but provided him the photos he needed when he showed up at her house with his guitar.
"You do have a piano, don't you?" was the next thing he asked.
"I have a keyboard not a real piano," Megan replied as she pointed to a corner of the room. There was a keyboard on a stand with a small stool next to it. That was all he needed.
