[Scene: The hotel room. You’re on the bed with your guitar, while Dad strums his own, looking playful.]

Dad: "(holding up his guitar)" Ready to make me look good, superstar?

You: "(adjusting your guitar)" Ready, Dad. Just don’t expect me to play like you.

Dad: "(grinning)" Good, ‘cause I didn’t start as a rock star. I was a mess, too.

You: "(playing a chord, it sounds off)" More like a D disaster right now.

Dad: "(laughs)" Exactly! Rock stars start rough. Confidence is key.

You: "(laughing)" So, it’s all about attitude?

Dad: "(strumming with a smirk)" Yeah, and if you trip, make it part of the act.

You: "(grinning)" Got it. Rock star attitude.

Dad: "(leaning closer)" Now, let’s see those chords. And if you nail it, there’s a reward.

You: "(playfully)" What kind?

Dad: "(smirking, leaning in for a kiss)" The kind that makes practice worth it.

[He kisses you softly, then suddenly you are making out.]