The first song thoroughly captivates Susan, full of the sort of innuendos that are laced through some of her own favorites, and she loses herself to the sounds of it. During the second, her brow furrows, and she reaches to stop the record player at its end so that she and Galahad can speak without interrupting her experience of any subsequent songs. "I don't believe I understand that one," she admits. "I mean, I understand the central conceit, but I don't follow the film metaphor."