[Ben, spoken]
I've been working on my song for you, Bella. Just think, one day you'll have your own song, just like this:

[sung]
When a pretty girl
Walks into the room
Clouds part
Your heart
Goes ta-ra-ra-boom

All at once
Your mind is all awhirl
And your spirits soar
Then you learn she's so much more
Than just a pretty girl

Suddenly the air
Seems to fill with song
Just because she's there
And you want her there
For your whole life long

[spoken]
I'll finish it, Bella. I promise, I will!