Britta took an armful and then went to hold the door open for them, grinning. "Right?" she said. "It was mostly CDs for me. I mean, I have all these cassettes, but, like, my cassette player's broken." And had been for a couple years now. She kept meaning to do something about that. It just would have involved more effort than seemed actually necessary. How often did she listen to her tapes anyway? Although if the player worked, maybe that would have happened more often. "Miranda, what did you listen to at home?"