[While Souji busies himself with that, Yosuke cracks open the hardcase and pulls out a nondescript acoustic guitar. Setting himself down on a nearby tree-root, he strums once and grimaces at the tone.]

What, like one of those parties where people dress in neon and shake glowsticks around to drum and bass? That... almost sounds worse.

[He spends some time tinkering with the guitar, tuning it to his liking, before pulling out a few quick triads, hands sliding easily up and down the neck of the guitar. Satisfied, he props it against the tree and turns to check on Souji.]