He Finally Sang

This past weekend, we were at a BBQ for a friend's birthday. I was inside, hanging out with the girls just talking.

A: I didn't know Joey plays the guitar.
Me: Yeah, we have a few guitars at home, but he hasn't played in a while.
A: He's good! He's outside playing and singing.
Me: What! He's never played or sang for me, ever!

I should mention that he was outside with a bunch of guys. He was serenading guys, but not his wife?! I went outside and gave him a look.

Me: You've never serenaded me, not once. And singing in the car doesn't count.
Joey: I'm not serenading them. I'm singing rock songs, ya know, screaming.
Me: Oh. But still.

Then Joey proceeds to start singing to me! Of course, I'd rather him surprise me than me practically hinting him to, but this will do ... for now!