Autor glances at her over his shoulder. He smiles a little and effortlessly transitions to Chopin's Fantasie Impromptu, followed by Debussy's Arabesque no. 1. He shakes his hands out between songs, but continues with the Clair de Lune and Satie's Trois Gymnopedies.

Leaning back on the seat, he cracks his knuckles. "[I think that's enough showing off,]" he says, though that soft, contented smile still rests on his lips.