More machines. There's a place called a recording studio where the music is written only it's 'written' electronically, onto this, and then it's copied and people sell them for money.
[ She has no idea if she's explaining this exactly right but who else is going to explain records to him, really? According to someone she's met, these aren't even the popular way to listen to music anymore. ]
[ His smile widens as he listens with her. It's the most unusual music he's ever heard, but he enjoys it. He enjoys it even more knowing that his daughter does. ]
Yer fondness is well placed, Brianna. I enjoy her voice myself.
[ He smiles softly, just so grateful to have this time with her, to be able to talk to her. ]
I wish to tell you, Brianna, that you dinna to stop yerself from referring to Frank as yer father. I've noticed you call him 'Frank' and I can wager why ye do that, but I wouldna call my mother 'Ellen' nor my father 'Brian.' He raised you and loved you. I'm in his debt.
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And how is it that the sound gets inside of these...discs?
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[ She has no idea if she's explaining this exactly right but who else is going to explain records to him, really? According to someone she's met, these aren't even the popular way to listen to music anymore. ]
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This disc sounds verra different from the last. Does that mean then that ye could hear any kind of music ye like?
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Because of the magic here, we could listen to anything every made, from any world, I think.
[ Once again, she stops the record player and rifles through her music until she pulls one out. ]
There's a man named Elvis and...mom would never admit out loud to really liking his music. But she loved this song.
[ Can't Help (Falling in Love) begins to play, the sweet crooning voice of Elvis and lines about loving being a sin but doing it anyway. ]
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He has a...verra good voice. The words are beautiful.
[ It makes him smile but feel sad for Claire all at the same time. But when that song ends, he looks at Brianna. ]
Do ye have a favorite, Brianna?
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[ She pulls out Aretha Franklin, Chain of Fools and shows him the cover with Aretha's face on it, and then the song begins to play. ]
She's one of my favorites. Her voice is amazing.
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Yer fondness is well placed, Brianna. I enjoy her voice myself.
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[ She smiles and then looks at him, her features softening even more than they already are. ]
Thank you, Jamie. For the birthday gift but also letting me figure this out in my own way. I didn't want to make it worse, by mentioning him.
[ Even now she can't say 'daddy' because it feels disrespectful even as she knows it will be fine. ]
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[ He smiles softly, just so grateful to have this time with her, to be able to talk to her. ]
I wish to tell you, Brianna, that you dinna to stop yerself from referring to Frank as yer father. I've noticed you call him 'Frank' and I can wager why ye do that, but I wouldna call my mother 'Ellen' nor my father 'Brian.' He raised you and loved you. I'm in his debt.
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[ Claire'd mentioned that, albeit in fondness. ]
But, agreed. I won't censor myself, I promise.
[ She pauses, and then, for the first time, she initiates the hug she gives. ]
You really did make this birthday a good one, Jamie.
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I'm glad fer it. Fer this day. And fer you.
[ Mo luaidh. Mo chridhe. I love ye. ]