[If he wasn't still feeling a little down he might wrestle with him, but flopping is more his speed at the moment, face first in dog fur at his side. It muffles his voice a little, but he's sure John can still hear him.]

I was going to get some classics in there, Queen, The Beatles, Michael Jackson...maybe throw some wild cards in there, some of my own personal favorites...if I don't double up on anything he can at least tell if if I got close to something he'd like.

Maybe for shits and giggles I'll throw in some of that Idol Pop Nana was telling me about. It's kind of fun even if I don't understand a word they're saying.