[ And just like that, the rest of her worries are washed away. She will become a hero - or at least, a better person than she was before, if only to earn her place beside him. She leans in to kiss his cheek - and grab her guitar from the other side. ]

Do you remember what you said to me when we first met? Something about me making beautiful music while you sing along? I think I have just the tune in mind...

[ With the guitar in her lap, she leans shoulder-to-shoulder with him, and after a few strumming notes, it should be obvious what the song is - the only song it could be! ]

Daring duck of mystery,
Champion of right,
Swoops out of the shadows,
Darkwing owns the night!

[ To quote the bard, "If music be the food of love, play on!" ]