As random as it is, I imagine Data listening to Eagles of Death Metal, Don’t speak (I came out with a bang!) and playing imaginary guitar right after the fact.

Don’t move, don’t speak, even whisper

There’s something happenin’ but don’t be scared

I’m too smooth, you never see me coming

I’m never in a hurry, I’m just movin’ fast

Such a sweet image I need to remember it.