[Her head slowly turns just in time to catch him looking at her. That makes her smile as she shrugs in response to his question.]
Oh, we can sing anything. I mean, not a Phantom Riders song. But maybe we could do the one you wrote for me?
[She is pretty partial toward that one, and it would be something unique to only them. Music is great to talk about and she's eager to be on stage with him. But he's just been admiring her, and he's all handsome himself, and so she leans in for a kiss. They taste like shrimp and oysters, which is a little weird, but it's fine.]
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Oh, we can sing anything. I mean, not a Phantom Riders song. But maybe we could do the one you wrote for me?
[She is pretty partial toward that one, and it would be something unique to only them. Music is great to talk about and she's eager to be on stage with him. But he's just been admiring her, and he's all handsome himself, and so she leans in for a kiss. They taste like shrimp and oysters, which is a little weird, but it's fine.]