Beverly doesn't honestly know what the song is, but she had enjoyed listening to it, for as much as she can focus on anything right now. At his question, she pauses, tilting her head slightly as she considers. A moment later, she gives her head a little shake and offers a small, apologetic smile.

"I'll let you know," she answers softly. Those simple words say enough as to how terribly she's actually doing. "How are you? Am I interrupting your playing?"