[He grins and brushes her compliment off with a shrug. Sure, a gift, otherwise known as a life full of music. And it happens to be a decade he's familiar with just on account of what his parents were listening to when he was young.]

Yeah, it's one a' those my parents an' their generation all woulda been dancing to as the war ended an' all the guys came back home. Man, can you imagine?

[So many of them didn't come home. And while he's not exactly a huge fan of governments sending people off to die, fuck the Nazis. That war had to be actually worth fighting.

She comes back to the bike and he drops the kickstand and hops off, but she needs a breather so he stays close and loops his arms around her, giving her a kiss as the song plays out its last bars.]