[Msuic]
Since the music is so heavily juffled, every door is basically a gamble. So Strawberry just knocks on the nearest one. The music inside stops, and shortly after a man opens the door. His gangly arms, legs, fingers and neck are all about twice as long as a normal human's, he's got a huge, toothy grin and a greasy pompadour. Behind him stands a girl who would be absolutely generic, if she didn't have the manliest action hero face in a two-mile radius. Ah, the many shapes of humans.
"Umm... Sorry for interrupting like this, but... your music sounded really good in the hallway, so, could we maybe listen a bit? If it's not a bother?"
"Oh, of course you two can listen, dearie!" the man says. "Come right in! We're kickin' some sweet, classic tunes."
Presumably, Grace pushes Strawberry and herself into the rather small room.
"Please close the door, dearie."
If nothing stops the two musicians, the man will seat himself at the electric organ and the girl picks up her electric violin.
They begin to play a tune. Sounds good, but probably not better than what living musicians with non-heavenly instruments could produce.
Because Strawberry has proper music manners, she won't say anything until the piece is finished.