Frankie sighed a little as he drove. A part of him still wanted to talk more about his impulsive act of affection… He just didn't know what to say or how to say it. At least she wasn't offended by it. he assured himself, casting a quick glance at her. “Uh… Did you find anything you liked on the radio?” he asked as he awkwardly tried to change the topic.
She replied without taking her eyes off the window, though she sounded happy, "I did, actually I found a few things I liked. I changed the radio back to what you had playing once you got back so I didn't mess anything up." Selina had tentatively messed with the radio, finding she enjoyed the upbeat songs, and particularly disliked the people that talked between songs to sell something.
“I’m glad to hear that.” he smiled softly as he looked back at the road. “But you didn't have to change the channel back for my sake. If you found something you like, you can leave it on. Or…” Frankie smirked as he opened the armrest compartment between them, revealing a large collection of CDs. “If you recognize anything in here, we can skip out on the commercials.” he offered.
(Sorry for the wait on a response!)
Selina glanced over at Frankie, then at the collection of CDs sitting in the compartment between them. Her eyes lit up and she peered in at the discs. "The ranger showed us these before. They play music, like on the radio, right?" Gently, she pulled one out, skimming the title before putting it back, choosing another one. This one she recognized, or at least it looked similar to one she had seen. "Can we play this one? It's a band called…Green Day?" She read out the title of the CD, then looked at him, excitement in her eyes at the prospect of music without ads. Music was one thing she loved that humans had made, songs that sounded as good as the sounds of the forest, ready to play anytime.
(It's alright. It wasn't really that long.)
Frankie smiled as he caught her expression out of the corner of his eye. “That’s right. Music you can listen to over and over again without any interruptions.” he confirmed. His taste in music was pretty varied and, honestly, it was his second passion after his love for nature. “Good choice. Do you know how to put it on?” he asked, willing to help if she needed it.
(Merry Christmas!!)
“I think so…or at least I can try,” She replied, smiling. She didn’t want to direct his attention away from the road if he needed to focus, and she was mostly sure she could figure out how to start it playing. Quickly, she skimmed over the buttons on the dash, frowning as she tried to look for the eject button. After a moment she found it, and she smiled in success, pressing the button and waiting to see if a disk came out. Nothing did, and so she gently put the new disk at the opening, carefully pushing it in until the machine caught on and ate it.
(Merry Christmas!!)
Frankie smiled, keeping his eyes on the road, though he kept glancing over to see if she needed any help. Though he was impressed that she didn't actually didn't need any and was more than able to manage without him interfering. It may have been a silly thought but he wasn't sure how many times she’d handled CDs or a radio before. But his smile grew as the music started.
Satisfied that she had gotten it working, Selina leaned back in her seat with pride. Moments later music came out of the car and she grinned, looking over at Frankie as if to silently tell him he had figured it out. She had watched people do it before, specifically the ranger, and it had just been a thing of remembering what he had done. “Is this music alright?”
Frankie chuckled a little as he noticed her posture. “This is more than alright.” he assured her. “I don't really have a lot of music that I don't like. I may not be much of a musician but I love music. Except maybe one or two genres.” he admitted with a shrug.
“I don’t know what kinds of music I do or don’t like, but I’m sure I’ll figure it out as I listen to things,” She replied, wondering just how much music someone would have to listen to to find something they didn’t like. “What kinds of music don’t you like?”
It was just a bit of conversation to keep things from getting too quiet. She liked to look out the window and watch things, but now she wanted to talk with him before the library.
“Well, I’m sure we can figure out more music you like together.” Frankie smiled, a little shyly. “I’ve got quite a collection.” he said, referring to all the CDs he had with him. “As for what I don’t like… Honestly, I'm not a big fan of certain rap or electronic. You know, loud rhythmic thumping club music. Not that there's anything wrong with any of them, it's just low on my personal list.” he admitted.
Selina wasn't quite sure what either of those types of music sounded like, but she was sure Frankie had a good reason for not liking them. "I'd like to find out what kinds of music I like, if I can. How do you find out if you don't like them? Will you know if you don't? Like I know that I like this type of music?" She gestured to the car and the CD that was playing. The song that was playing was one she enjoyed listening to. It sounded good to her, in a way she couldn't exactly explain.
Frankie nodded, not taking his eyes off the road. “I’d be happy to help you make those discoveries. And yeah, it's kinda like that. There are some that you'll know you like, like this one, but there are some that you’ll know you don’t like… But there are also some that just grow on you and you learn to, at least, enjoy it.” he explained. “Like me and opera for example. I appreciate it and I don't hate it but it took me a while to get there.”
She nodded, mostly understanding what he was saying. "Well, on the way back to my pack I could listen to some different music that you have and I can see if I like it?" She suggested, keeping her eyes focused outside of the car as she tried to look for the museum. Selina wasn't completely sure what the building would look like, but she figured she would know when she saw it. Or she hoped she would at least. "How many kinds of music are there?"
“You can put in any of my CDs that you want anytime you're in my car.” he assured her with a small chuckle. “Oh, wow… I'm honestly not sure how many there are but I know it's a lot. I’d even guess that there’s as many types of music as there are genres of literature.” Frankie shrugged as he spotted the museum just ahead of them.
"Maybe I won't be able to listen to all of them then," She decided, though she didn't seem terribly put down with the information. If anything, she seemed more curious. "Do you have a favorite song?" Selina asked, resting her head against the back of the seat. A building came into view that she had a gut feeling was the museum and she perked up. Still, she didn't ask if that was their stop, mostly from fear of being wrong and having to wait longer to reach the museum.
“Maybe not.” Frankie agreed with a small chuckle. “But you can listen to as many as you want while we're… spending time together.” he told her with a faint blush. “Umm… Favorite song. Geez, I don't know. I like a lot of songs.” he admitted, shrugging as he tried to think of, at least, one. Though he smiled as he turned into the museum parking lot. It didn't look very crowded fortunately and hopefully that would mean they could wander around more. “You ready?”
She smiled, her eyes lighting up as they pulled into the parking lot. "I'm more than ready," Selina said, practially ready to leap out of the car as soon as they were parked. Seeing the outside of the museum was exciting enough and she was sure whatever was inside would be even more exciting. "Are you ready?" She asked, reigning in her excitement as she looked over at Frankie, smiling brightly.
Frankie laughed a little as he turned off his car and opened the door. “I’m ready. And I can tell you are too.” he smiled, climbing out to meet her in front of the car. “Looks like this is a history museum so there'll be a lot of interesting stuff to look at.” he said as he looked at the large building. Really, it looked like any other museum he’d seen but art museums always seemed to be newer and not so weathered, not like they had seen the world they held inside.
"Let's get going then, there's so much to see!" Selina said, reaching out to grab Frankie's hand with the same bright smile. Even with the kiss incident earlier, she seemed more than happy to be around Frankie, practically tugging him towards the entrance to the building. Just from the outside of the building, the museum looked interesting, and she was eager to learn about human history.
Frankie laughed as Selina pulled him along, though his face was turning pink at the feeling of her hand in his. He really didn't mind he realized as he noticed how well they fit together. And with his earlier impulsive action, and her assurances on that, he wondered if it was possible for them to be more than just friends. “Don’t worry. The exhibits aren't going anywhere.” he teased, still smiling as he caught up with her.
"The faster we get there though, the more we can see," She countered with a smile, slowing down slightly when he caught up to her. Nearing the building, she walked alongside him, and she was well aware of the fact that she hadn't let go of his hand even after they had started to walk together. "Plus, I want to be able to see whats inside and also have time for you to finish everything you still need to do."
Frankie smiled and shook his head slightly. “Selina… I told you, this is your day. We can take as much time in here as you want.” he assured her. “I’m your personal escort and I have plenty of time to finish my two errands when you're ready to go back to the park. Don't worry about it. Just enjoy yourself.” he smiled as they walked inside the museum.
Internally, Selina decided that she was still going to try to leave with enough time for Frankie to have time to do what he needed, but externally, she just nodded with a smile. As soon as they stepped into the museum, her eyes lit up. There was nothing very impressive in the main entryway, but she was still more than excited. The museum had a different feel than the rest of the city. It was quiet, but she felt a strange desire to learn. "Where to first?" She asked happily, looking over the walls to find a large board, laying out the different sections of the museum and where to find them.
Frankie smiled at her expression as she took in the sights and guided him over to the map. She looked so much like a kid in a candy store… and it honestly warmed his heart. “Well, what sounds interesting to you?” he asked, genuinely curious what she would like to see.
(sorry it's short…)