Mike shrugs, "Honestly? Frakked if I know, mate..." He looked over to Jason, calling out again. "Jason! Got any guitars sittin' 'round 'ere?". Jason glared at Mike for a minute, but it wasn't a dirty look, before kneeling down and scrambling around under the bar. Before long, he'd stood up with a relatively new-looking guitar, in good condition, even if it was a bit out of tune. He handed it to Mike, as Mike turned to Kane holding it out. "Apparently 'e does.."
