Paul was stepping forward even more so, still widening his eyes with an impressed look at this young man. "Well...music soothes the soul, I always say. At least, the music I like does..." he leaned over to water a droopy plant. Poor little guy...he was newly repotted...and he wasn't doing so well. Umbrella Plants could be so tricky, sometimes, when they needed to be repotted.

"Ahh...yes..I do--" he checked the underbelly of the Umbrella part of the plant to see if the yellowing spots had gone away yet. "I play the banjo!" he chuckled. "It's soothing."

Oh! Paul bounced around, hearing that tiny voice, and BEAMED. "Hi there!" he waved with the hand holding the watering can, getting water all over his feet--OOPS? but he was excited! "Welcome welcome!"