( she puts the other two tapes back and asks what else she should like, and peter shoots her a pointed look, blue eyes meeting hers for just a moment. he remembers being her age, remembers doing his very best to pretend that he didn't care what others thought of him, remembers doing his very best to ensure that others didn't like him because it 'totally didn't matter' and 'wasn't important', but it had been a lot easier said than done. )

There's no 'should', ( he answers, plucking the two tapes back out. ) The whole point, ( he continues, ignoring her remark about being quiet, ) is that you can listen to anything you want to listen to and it doesn't matter who you are.

( belatedly though, he notices the cassette she'd been frowning at and he eyes it himself before quite suddenly telling her— ) —try and find The Rise and Fall of Ziggy Stardust.