Karaoke Time!

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*There is a karaoke machine in the bar. It is very large and very pink.

Therefore, Xander assumes that it must be evil.*

Wow ... didn't know they had an open mike night ...

*He approaches the karaoke machine slowly. It lights up and looks inviting-- as inviting as a possibly-evil-because-of-its-pinkness karaoke machine can be.*

Whoa!

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[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"Aw..." She grins, and reaches over to pat Xander's cheek. "You're so darling. Someone must have trained you right."

Beaming, she turns to look over the screen of selections. "... nu ma..? No, english. There we go."

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What did you pick?

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"Santana. Smooth. Just let me know when I should go." A wink, stepping back.

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*But the machine does it for him. The telltale lights flash, and the music begins.*

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With a laugh, and delighted smile, she steps up. Taelia's got a smoky voice- and is also smart enough to pick a song that she can sing, too. Its a kereoke miracle.

"Man, it's a hot one
Like seven inches from the midday sun
Well, I hear you whisper
And the words melt eveone
But you stay so cool
My Munequita
My spanish harlem Mona Lisa
You're my reason for reason
The step in my groove
And if you said

This life ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
Cause you're so smooth

And it's just like the ocean
Under the moon
Well, that's the same the emotion
That I get from you
You got the kind of loving
That could be so smooth
Give me your heart
Make it real
Or else forget about it

I'll tell you one thing
Well, if you would leave
It'd be a crying shame
In every breath and every word
I hear your name calling me out
You hear my rhythm on your readio
And you feel the turning of
The world so soft and slow
It's turning you' round and 'round
And if you said

This life ain't good enough
I would give my world to lift you up
I could change my life to better suit your mood
Cause you're so smooth

And it's just like the ocean
Under the moon
Well, that's the same the emotion
That I get from you
You got the kind of loving
That could be so smooth
Give me your heart
Make it real
Or else forget about it

And it's just like the ocean
Under the moon
Well, that's the same the emotion
That I get from you
You got the kind of loving
That could be so smooth
Give me your heart
Make it real
Or else forget about it

Well, go forget about it....

Give me your heart, make it real, or else forget about it"

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*Xander is impressed.

Very impressed.*

Wow. On a scale of one to ten, I give that a caliente.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"Or rather, very, very cool, I'd hope." She winks, stepping down. "Muy frio." Either her accent is that bad, or she was doing that a-purpose.

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*Xander grins.* That too.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

She giggles. "Thanks, sweetie. And you should sing more yourself, you know?"

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*Xander looks skeptical.*

Eh, I'll pass. My experiences with singing have been limited and unpleasant.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"Aw. You just need to pick a song, rather then let someone with a mean sense of humor pick one for you."

If Xander thinks he's leaving that easily...

Taelia scrolls the screen, then taps a selection. "How about this? (http://display.lyrics.astraweb.com:2000/display.cgi?beastie_boys%2E%2Elicensed_to_ill%2E%2Eshes_crafty) Its not too bad..."

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*Xander raises an eyebrow.*

Okay, I'll make you a deal. I'll sing-- but only if it's a duet.

*He taps a different selection and grins.* This (http://www.bobbycaldwell.com/discography_lyrics_Baby_Its_Cold_Outside.htm) look good?

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She peers at the screen, and squees. Xander will find himself glomed by a snow faerie.

"Absolutely freakin' fantastic! Hell yes." Taelia grins, twirling him in a circle, before grabbing the mics.

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*"YOU HAVE SELECTED 'BABY, IT'S COLD OUTSIDE.' *SNERK* HAVE A NICE DAY."

The lights dim to what could be accurately described as "romatic." From somewhere, paper snowflakes start to fall. The music begins.*

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Another giggle, and she half closes her eyes, singing her lines.

I really can't stay - Baby it's cold outside
I've got to go away - Baby it's cold outside
This evening has been - Been hoping that you'd drop in
So very nice - I'll hold your hands, they're just like ice
My mother will start to worry - Beautiful, what's your hurry
My father will be pacing the floor - Listen to the fireplace roar
So really I'd better scurry - Beautiful, please don't hurry
well Maybe just a half a drink more - Put some music on while I pour

The neighbors might think - Baby, it's bad out there
Say, what's in this drink - No cabs to be had out there
I wish I knew how - Your eyes are like starlight now
To break this spell - I'll take your hat, your hair looks swell
I ought to say no, no, no, sir - Mind if I move a little closer
At least I'm gonna say that I tried - What's the sense in hurting my pride
I really can't stay - Baby don't hold out
Ahh, but it's cold outside

C'mon baby

I simply must go - Baby, it's cold outside
The answer is no - Ooh baby, it's cold outside
This welcome has been - I'm lucky that you dropped in
So nice and warm -- Look out the window at that storm
My sister will be suspicious - Man, your lips look so delicious
My brother will be there at the door - Waves upon a tropical shore
My maiden aunt's mind is vicious - Gosh your lips look delicious
Well maybe just a half a drink more - Never such a blizzard before

I've got to go home - Oh, baby, you'll freeze out there
Say, lend me your comb - It's up to your knees out there
You've really been grand - Your eyes are like starlight now
But don't you see - How can you do this thing to me
There's bound to be talk tomorrow - Making my life long sorrow
At least there will be plenty implied - If you caught pneumonia and died
I really can't stay - Get over that old out
Ahh, but it's cold outside

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*Xander sings his own, starting to oddly dig the mood lighting. The song ends, the snow stops, and the lights return to normal.*

... You know, I think this machine was placed here by God-- or possibly Satan-- to end my prejudice against karaoke.

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She laughs at that. "Either which one, that was vastly amusing, sweetie. I think I owe you a drink for this."

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*Xander grins. He thinks he's finally in the mood for alcohol.* Hit me.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

She laughs, and heads over to the bar, ordering a couple glass of... well, don't ask.

Its amber orange, vaguely fruity flavored, and distilled. Tigersquash moonshine.

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*Xander takes a sip.* Mmm, fruity.

Can I get you anything?

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

She has her own glass, and holds it up with a grin. "Something from home. I won't recommend two in a row, however."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Duly noted.

*This stuff is really pretty good.*

So, where are you from? And, uh, when, I guess.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"The one and only Terror Mountain in Neopia. Nice place to visit, I wouldn't recommend living there. ... No, really."

[xan-shaped.livejournal.com]

Neopia? Sounds like a nifty travel destination. Although, you know, Terror Mountain ... if you're looking to attract tourists, you might consider renaming it.

[sn0w-faerie.livejournal.com]

"I get enough blasted tourists and questors with the name as it is, thanks." A faint roll of her eyes.