[Pollo's already there. He's just looking at the piano, clearly waiting for Bertie to show up before he starts playing it. Or attempting to.]

...I really don't think I actually know how to play this. [He greets Bertie with a hesitant smile. He remembers killing him now. So. You know. That's a thing.] Um. But you probably shouldn't show me, just let me see if it...starts.

[And he presses his hooves to the keys tentatively. Okay. Should he try to think like Bertie, or should he just do it?]