Jane's eyes brightened hearing that the other young woman liked music.  "Of course, I would love to play for you.  I do enjoy playing."

Mrs. Ripley put down her cup after finishing another sip.  "She is quite good and has even composed quite a few of her own."  She was quite proud of Jane's ability and creativity with music.  It was something that her daughter could still do and it was what pulled her out of a depression after the accident.  So, it was something that Mrs. Ripley encourages and that she enjoys hearing, it makes it not a problem.

"Mama, please."  Jane blushed a bit.  Her mother, and father for that matter, did brag a bit a lot about the music she created and played.  She just enjoyed the sound of the piano and let her emotions fill into her creations.  She didn't know just how amazingly good she was.  She just did it for the joy of it.