Jamie had his doubts as well. Even though the idea would benefit all of them, he could almost anticipate only a handful of the owners being interested - not enough to get the idea to work. Unless, of course, he could talk Donald around. It seemed like he had been accepted by the others much easier. Maybe it was because his father was able to change to match the unspoken rules of the town, whereas Jamie...well, Jamie's never quite been able to do so to everyone's satisfaction.

"With this weather, I'd not be surprised if the strings froze solid one day. I'll get ye one from the back in a..." He trailed off as his eye caught a glimpse of the digital clock on the wall. It was something Donald had gotten as a gift when he opened the store, with an unholy conglomeration of a a moose, a Les Paul guitar, and eagle wings serving as the backdrop for the timepiece. Donald loved it. Jamie thought it was hideous, but it kept time well enough.

Usually, that is. As he watched, the numbers started going backwards - slowly at first, then faster and faster. Startled, Jamie blinked and turned back towards Jono, pointing at the wall as if not quite believing what he's seeing.

"Hey, Jono, would ye look at that!"