Talk:Gandharva/@comment-67.164.215.124-20150207164637/@comment-25035274-20150208232730

It just so happens that right before I started plinking away, I was doing a bit of roofwork.

I hand the instrument up to her nervously and say, "Um... Namaste?"

It's at that point that I see her inhale deeply. And, well, I don't suppose I have to explain what that leads to.