[anna glares out into the crowd as though there's any doubt she could miss who that voice belonged to. when she figures out where ruby is, and its' not hard because it's not a very large crowd, she starts plucking out the melody to that staple of classic rock on the high strings.]

Don't know how you know this one, but give it up for little miss Ruby Rose for trying to catch me out. Come on up, Rubes. Think we should give you the honor of singing a little Skynyrd.