Dee Dee's iPod lay in his hands, and his fingers curled around it. "Why does DeeDee listen to this trash?" he grunted, tossing the iPod into the trash. "Most of those songs have the exact same melody. It's a shame what music has come to."
What he didn't see was the "D" playlist, in which classical music composed by him and many other famous artists, the one that had the most views.
And he didn't see the smooth jazz or blues.
Or Disney classics, like Once Upon a December or Reflection.
Later, Dee Dee picked her iPod out of the trash. "Dexter's so mean!" she pouted, brushing a piece of paper off the screen before opening the Jazz Playlist and popping the ear buds in her ears.
