Klaus studies him quietly for a moment, slightly shaking his head. He doesn't know how a white eagle came into play or why there was so much dancing involved. There's a part of their brain that recognizes Luis Frois, but can't remember why. Perhaps it was a school thing?

Either way, the continued rambling about the difficulties of getting a pipe organ and then the mention of the piano being plinky make him laugh. "Trust me, babe. I've seen pipe organs and they are different from a piano. Wish I had the cds to prove it. It's probably not a big deal all the same. I've heard music from all over. It can be one of the cool parts of traveling. Outside of eating the local food. And then whatever sort of night life they have. Clubs and dancing and all that."