[She agrees, and some of that tightness in his chest eases up. If she agrees, that means he's got the right idea. It's better not to bother the managers with inane things like this.]

H-hah... yeah... they'll think we've totally lost it. Or gotten into some of the really hard stuff.

[It's just their imaginations going wild. No need to bug anyone with that. He feels stupid, just for bugging Garnet about it. Even though she hears it too. Even though he still hears it, now.

What can--
............................--no one else--
................--do for you?

Greg takes deep breath, fingers drumming the body of his guitar.]

It's our job to think about music. So this is... this is just normal.