[Having taken a post at the bar with a tidy cup of tea, Rosamund fishes out the "radio" from her pack and sets to studying it once again. By now she's worked out that it makes music (the likes of which she's never imagined), but with all the wonders it works she can't help thinking there may be something more to the little red box.
Discreetly as possible, she presses a few buttons, turns a dial.
🎶I WANT SOOOOMETHIN' EEEEELSE...TO GET ME THROUGH THIS SEMI-CHARMED KINDA-LIFE! BAY-BY, BAY-BY—
She gasps and fumbles the thing, losing it to the other side of the bar.]
WEEK 0: First Sunday
Discreetly as possible, she presses a few buttons, turns a dial.
🎶I WANT SOOOOMETHIN' EEEEELSE...TO GET ME THROUGH THIS
SEMI-CHARMED KINDA-LIFE!
BAY-BY, BAY-BY—
She gasps and fumbles the thing, losing it to the other side of the bar.]
Shoot!