On the way to their spot on the beach, Ben's guitar waited for him. He hoped Aria would have given him her ribbon, but if she didn't he also planned on playing his guitar, it soothed him. As Aria sat down, Ben opened the case. Ben sat down next to her, plucking a few strings into a soft Spanish tune. He gave a smile at her. "Sorry... i learned how to play on my trip to Spain... their style of music gets stuck in my head." He said, plucking a few more strings, moving his fingers effortlessly, although it took many hours playing this fluently. "People say the French are the masters of love... but there is an exception when the Spanish guitar is played... for me, anyway." Ben laughed, realizing he was rambling like an idiot.