After all, it was tradition to overplay an artists' songs when one was on their way to a concert.
He couldn't find Lucie's old Beatles shirt in the wardrobe, so he stuck to what he knew, changing out his usual ascot for a bright red one. It was the first real recreational trip he'd made since he found Reinette in India. No distress signals, no monsters. Just him and Reinette. And the Beatles, of course.
It very nearly felt like a first date.
Oh no. No, no, no. He was not going to start thinking that way. The moment he did, things would start to get awkward. Or worse! And the last thing he wanted was nerves tonight. Tonight was about his favorite Earth band and fun.
"Reinette, you ready to go?"