"Can you play the piano?" he asked.
"I can play some," answered Janet. "But I am a little out of practice lately."
"You 'd soon enough pick that up, as long as you know how."
The first lot of pancakes having dwindled, he got up and put on the remainder of the batter.
As Janet declined his offer of more, he insisted that she start on the pie.
"Are you fond of piano music?" she inquired as he sat down.
"Most any kind suits me. I suppose you can play most any kind of a tune."
"Yes, mostly. As I say, I am a little out of practice lately. But my music always comes back to me suddenly after a day or two."
"Steve has a piano," he said.
There came a hiatus in the conversation. Janet applied herself to the pie.