He'd been distracted watching the lines move. John turned back around when he heard Adrian ask him to pick up something. He looks down. A pic? "Oh! You play guitar? John couldn't think of any other reason there might be a pic in Adrian's pocket. He knelt down and picked it up. He didn't hand it over right away, as Adrian was still pulling back his hair and now the line was starting to move again.

Once they had moved forward a bit, John offered it back. "I know how to play a little," he admitted.