"So, um, I'm gonna need you and you to play this on the school's roof around…four ish? Whenever sundown is," Sonata shrugged, giving a bright smile to the second best pianist who wasn't in the Rainbooms and cellist that even took the chance to attend such an average high school.

"What's in it for us?" The pianist questioned, raising his pale blonde brow.

The grey girl nodded, looking suspicious, "Yeah, what do we get out of this?"

Her mind went blank and she stared out into space for a moment.

"Tacos…?"

Both of them sighed.

"Deal."