This morning's prompt is 'guitar'.

I brought out Lady Macbeth after dinner to a few light groans. I smiled.

"What do you want, then?"

"Anything but-"

I struck up the first chord anyway and continued on.

"...take me out, to the Black..."

I got that out of the way and someone called out, "The Bride!"

I knew what they meant of course, and sang of true love, what guitars were made for.