3 - Guitar

"Jaune, why do you have a guitar?" Ren asked, looking up from his book, confused.

"I'm going to ask Weiss to the dance in a way that she can't refuse," Jaune replied gleefully, dropping on to his bed and twanging the strings into tune. Pyrrah smiled sadly.

"Can you sing, Jaune?" Nora giggled.

"I'm not that bad," Jaune protested, playing a couple of chords, frowning at Nora.

When Jaune sang through once roughly what he was going to say, he opened his eyes to three faces of pain and hands over ears.

"Okay, maybe I do need some singing practice."