Jono had missed the stool, which he took gratefully now. It meant he could rest his legs, especially the one that was doing most of the work at the moment. "With any luck, they'll see the sense in it." With luck, though he wasn't positive. Some of the other store owners in town weren't so hot on helping other people out. Nothing too overt, but they tended to be kind of weird about a lot of things.

He perked up at the mention of the strings. "Been meanin' t' restring me main guitar fer a while now," he admitted. "Bloody strings get temperamental in the current weather an' all. 'S a pain in the bum, really, but 's gotta be done sometimes." And as much of a pain as it might be, Jono loved his guitar.