Joly waves off Autor's offered hand in favor of scrambling for the speaker. He fumbles clumsily with the controls for a moment, and the volume slides down, from an astonishing thunder to the natural sound of a piano in a small room, leaving Joly's helpless laughter clearly audible.

"Hah, oh, I'm so sorry! Ahahah, oh no, and I could have just unplugged the speaker! Ah, dear..." He catches his breath and calms down faster than usual. The music helps.

He listens to it quietly again. "You really do play beautifully" he says after a while.