She snorted slightly, and shook her head. "I think you enjoy being charming. But a young man like you should be chasing something that ain't an old woman." A beat, before she asked more seriously. "...Do you really enjoy music that much, Mr. Gavin?" Enough to shirk the company of those that might be more pleasant to enjoy a quiet day with a badly strung guitar. For weeks now, as if there was no other option, he'd made her way to his shop, and she had to wonder.

Well. Hattie wondered a couple of things actually. "What's a nice, young man like you doing in that place anyway?" She nodded quickly, and made a brushing motion with her hands. "If it's any of my business to ask."