Danny rubbed the side of his head. "Owwww! What was that for?!" he exclaimed. He had an annoyed look on his face now. He made a grab for his headphones, but gave up. He was much shorter than Spice, and his arms weren't long enough. A pout came across his face as he folded his arms. "What the, how-" he glanced at her jewel. Purple, right. Psychic powers. Bah. Those people could really annoy him at times. Who did this girl think she was? Oh, right. His older's sister best friend or whatever.
With an annoyed huff, he plopped down into the chair acrost from the purple jewel. "Uhm. I'm Danny... I like ta mix music and stuff... and would really like it if you gave me my headphones back!" he said angrily. "Beethoven went deaf from his own music. And I doubt I'm gonna be deaf soon." Danny snorted.