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"Pure mint condition as the day I bought it. And it still sounds great too." Marko said from his desk as he was cleaning it up.

"A Beatles record?" I asked.

"Oh not just any record, this my dear girl is the very first record The Beatles ever released." I looked at him wide-eyed.

"And a record can stay that fresh for as long as Marko said?"

"If kept in the right hands, yes. And Marko is the Master of preserving music history."

"If there's nothing out here to your liking, I've got more in the back. Mostly stuff that I grew up on like Jazz and Swing."

"No thanks Marko I think we'll—"

"I'd like to see what you've got." Stephen looked at me questioningly. "What? I've got a guilty pleasure for old school swing and Jazz."

"Ha-ha that's a girl. Hang on let me just get the box from the back." He got up from his chair and waddled his way to the back room. "Do you need any help?" I asked him.

"No, no thank you little missy. I maybe old but I still got a spring in my step." He said giddily.

"But you also gotta be careful, Ellie warned you about throwing your hip again." Stephen said.

"Oh poppycock!" Marko waved Stephen off as he set the box down and opened it up. He turned to me and took out the first record which was an Elle Fitzgerald one. "Now this record here was what gave Ella Fitzgerald her true name. The moment this record dropped, her name was all over the billboards."

"Have you got any instrumental swing music? I can only really find those one youtube and maybe a few on Amazon music."

"Oh hang onto your toga there little miss." It's not really a toga but I wasn't gonna correct him on that. He soon pulled out over 10 records of swing music. "Now these here, these were the records that always played during and after the war. Why this record right here is very special to me." He pulled out a Bing Crosby record and handed it to me. "This right here, especially track 4 is the song that played in the Jazz club where I first met my Ellie."

"Aww that's so sweet."

"She loves herself some Bing Crosby. I think she said if I could sing like him she'd be a happy camper, unfortunately for her I just got the looks of him and not the voice." He softly laughed. I softly smiled.

"Guess streaming services don't really hold the special memories and moments that a record can have."

"Indeed not." Marko said. I turned to Stephen who quirked his brow at me knowingly before giving me a wink. I nodded to him and turned back to Marko and asked him what other records he had such fond memories of.

For who knows how long we stayed in Marko's shop talking about records and we even purchased some of our favorite ones before heading back to the sanctum. Strange and I now sat in his room going over some scrolls while playing in the background was Charlie Feather's 'I can't hardly stand it'.

"I don't normally say this Strange but—you were right." He looked up at me.

"I'm sorry what did you say?" I scoffed lightly at him. "I-I really hope I just heard you right did you just say that I was right?" he said with a cocky grin.

"Alright then I take it back."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no. You already cashed it in, can't take it back now." He teased.

"You are such as cocky asshole."

"The cocky asshole that's also your Sorcerer Supreme but I'll let you get a pass just this once. Because it seemed to me you were really invested in Marko's teachings."

"It's not really about the music itself but the history that the songs can have in a person's life. That's why music is so Universal, even more powerful than magic. Because it connects us all and binds us as one. No matter the race, gender or sexuality, music is Universal. It's not just for one group, it's for everyone. And for some it's a comfort, an escape from our reality into one that the songs create."

"Must you make everything into a philosophy lecture?" he teased. I stuck my tongue at him and said to him.

"It's just how I am. Plus another thing you and I have in common. We're both music nerds."

"Not quite yet, my young padawan." He teased in a really bad Yoda impression before walking up to the record and turning off Charlie Feathers and picked up another record and played it next. An opening came up and he said to me. "Name that song!"

"Oh come on Strange really!?"

"Come on you know this song now tell me what it is!"

"No I don't know what it is." I argued.

"If you don't tell me what this song is, I'm gonna take your card away. Now come on tell me what it is!"

"Gods I hate you so much right now. Will you just tell me what it is?"

"September by Earth, Wind and Fire!" I groaned as I fell back against his bed.

"Oh come on! I've only ever heard the chorus to that song how am I supposed to know there were words you could briefly understand for a bit?"

"Doesn't matter, give me your Earth, Wind and Fire card right now." His fingers snapped at me gesturing me to give him that card. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a make believe Earth, Wind and Fire card as he began to rip it up. "You'll get a new one after I educate you on all their best hits and you can name each and every one of them."

"Well thankfully we don't have to be anywhere, nor is the timestream in any danger. Now—shall we begin?"