Taylor was having a continuous knack of getting Marlow to blush. "Thank you, miss." Marlow was feeling pleasant, as it's been awhile since making new friends, even her first time in private school, this was all fresh to her. The scotty peeked itself out of Taylor's voice and vanished just as quickly, making Low giggle under her breath. "I don't blame you," Marlow stated as to rap music. Not that it was bad, Lowlow has had her share of favorite rap songs, but nothing beats the rhythm of a guitar. "Ehe, I do. I have an acoustic up with my bags, and everything else that hasn't been unpacked yet." The girl huffed at the end of her sentence, pressing a small hand against her forehead. Too-excited-to-get-out Marlow leaving aside her belongings at the end of her bed since she first got here today. Her eyes adjusted on Taylor again, and she smiled while placing a hand out, palm up. "Can I give it a go?"