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"Okay you got me there," Alice admitted defeat, she couldn't exactly say no to a good time. With a few drinks in her system, she would happily sing Let's go girls and act like she knew how to line dance. "As long it's not whiskey."

"Oh, god...Whiskey?" Freya's face scrunched up in disgust before she shook her head. "What do you take me for? A sadist?" She joked before she looked over towards the bar. "What kind of drink do you want? Are you looking for something so sweet that you can't even tell there's a lick of alcohol in it or something just a tad bolder?"

"I can't believe my life long dream of indirectly meeting John Travolta finally came true. Thank you for that." He feigned sincere gratitude before letting out a small laugh. Connor surveyed the crowd as she posed the thousand dollar question and he squinted his eyes in momentary thought. "I think he'd be willing to pay you right now if you promise to never do it again," he joked in a serious voice. Waving over to the said stranger in the bar, who definitely hadn't made any comment about her singing, Connor yelled out to him. "I'll give you her Venmo info!" The stranger looked over confused before turning away from Connor awkwardly. If it was one thing Connor did, it was unnecessarily sticking to a bit.

Freya leaned back in her seat with a proud smile on her lips. "You're welcome." She said with a satisfied head nod. There was no way that she expected him address the man at the bar, but she couldn't help but laugh at his reaction. "Did you see the way that he looked over at us? I think you had him all wrong. I think he was looking up there in horror during my performance because he realized, you were supposed to be up there with me. I just feel like you should the crowd what they want."

"Yeah, but then you end up on such a slippery slope -- like when she stopped going country to pop is up for debate when the complete shift happened. And then I've got some teeny bopper up against my booth telling me to 'play 22' when that song is arguably not even in her country catalog! Next someone is gonna be telling me to play something off of folklore. I've got a theme to maintain up here, you know?"

"Hmm...you're right." Freya said with a slow nod. "If you play one song, the night will be hijacked by Swifties. I personally don't care if it was hijacked but I respect your dedication to country night and wish you luck...Do you take request, though? I mean as long as it's country."

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Freya took a quick glance at the holster before looking back at Darcy with a small reassuring smile. "I don't think you'll get in trouble for having it but stealing it on the other hand..." Freya let out a short chuckle. "I think it looks very country."

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An amused smile curved up on Freya's lips, as she glanced at the crowd, looking for a red hat, before returning her eyes to him. "Or, or or...this is just a thought. You could always play a song or two from her earlier albums. Come on, You Belong With Me is a classic."

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There was nothing like a themed night to inspire Freya to go all out. Decked out from head to toe in her best country gear, she simply shrugged her shoulders at the question. She wasn't sure if there would be line dancing, but she would definitely join the dancefloor if there was. "I hope so. I can teach you the Blue Scootin' Boogie. I have a feeling that's going to be played."

Julian carefully carried his two shots and beer glass to the table without any spillage. A personal triumph. He was so concentrated on getting his drinks over that he'd missed the song Freya had queued up. "What?" His eyes went wide. "Shit! No, I missed it?" He cursed himself for being so oblivious at times. "Absolutely. Next one, I promise. Whatever song you want."

"You missed it? I dedicated that whole performance to you." Freya lied, acting as if she was upset. "I might have to do it again, honestly. But that's okay.--Are one of those shots for me?" She pointed to one of the glasses that he brought to the table. "You should have never agreed to that. But I'm holding you to it, now that you said it."

The only thing hiding his amused smirk was the glass he leisurely sipped on. Swallowing, he narrowed his gaze and shook his head. "And rob everyone from hearing your spot-on John Travolta impression? That was meant to be a one woman show." Though Connor lived and breathed music, he wasn't one to usually do karaoke. He looked around at the crowd and winced playfully in response before looking at her. "Hate to break it to you, but no one is asking for an encore. In fact, I think I heard that guy over there say he'd pay you to stop." He was only teasing, and that grin of his made it obvious.

Freya placed a hand over her heart as if she was truly flattered. "Thank you.--You know, I've met John Travolta before. And I swear to God, what you just saw was literally him. So you can basically say that you met him now too." Freya said with a smile on her lips, before her jaw dropped slightly, as if she was offended. "Everyone is just too stunned to speak, because of my amazing talent. But if the man is willing to pay me to stop..." Freya leaned in a bit. "How many songs do you think I would have to do before he pays me a thousand dollars?"

“ I kind of thought it was pretty epic doing both parts. It’s kind of like you not being sure of reality and it got real cerebral halfway through “ Spencer mused with a sort of grin “ I’m not sober enough to sing, but I could have done some backing dancing maybe “ @freyxdavis

"Hmm..." Freya simply nodded her head along to what he was saying with an amused smile perched on her lips. "That sounds so deep. And it was definitely my intention to show a deeper context to bar karaoke. So I'm glad you caught on to that." Her words sounded serious but it was clear that she was joking. "Oh, a backup dancer? You're really gonna let me live my popstar dreams tonight."

Ezra wasn't normally very social, but with a few beverages in him already tonight it gave way to a marginally more talkative version of himself. "Five and a half," he said, tipping his beer bottle in hand towards her before taking another swig. "That's out of ten, by the way. Kudos for singing both parts but at one point it just looked crazy and you couldn't even finish all the lyrics,".

"Not even a six. Damn...I need to up my game." Freya would be insulted if she didn't find what he was saying brutally honest and funny. "I don't know, I think I definitely pulled it off." A short huff escaped her lips, while she acted as if she was hurt by his words. She grabbed her nearly empty beer bottle that she had abandoned before she went up to sing. "At the end of the song, did you hear how I pretty much sang both parts at the same time." More like Freya was so off-pitch that it sounded like she was attempting to sing both parts at the same time.

"Oh I know you are, Frey." It wasn't much to tell that Lia was absolutely being sarcastic, but this was her cousin and she felt that she had earned the right to be sarcastic. "Please, come on, you know if I was up there with you I would outshine you." Lia said with a chuckle. "I mean, if you want me to I will, but I think Cass might get mad at me for showing off my talent and not advertising Golden Hour."

Freya couldn't help but let out a laugh at the thought of her vocals contrasting against her cousin's amazing singing. She was sure Lia couldn't sound bad, even if she tried. "You? Outshine me?...Yeah, no shit. You definitely would. That's why I would be your backup singer. We can do some old-school Pussycat Dolls. You would be Nicole and I'll be the twenty other members." Freya was only partially joking. "I can always tell Cass, that it was my fault."

"Yeah, I don't know about that." Alice grimaced at the thought of singing in front of strangers, she preferred her shower head where she was the best singer. "Maybe if I had a few drinks in me, then I'll be up there singing Shania Twain."

"And who better to provide you with drinks, than me?" Freya questioned. "So if I'm hearing this correctly...I provide the drinks and you provide some vocals? Because if that's the deal, I'm thinking we have some shots."

"'Course, which is why I had to get the entire thing on video. Well, that and blackmail material, of course." Her ears are still ringing, frankly, but something about watching Freya singing her heart out for the benefit of the entire bar has Chelsea smiling nevertheless. "Depends — how drunk are you planning to get me?"

"You didn't?" Freya asked as a small smile began to form on her lips. If she wasn't primed and prepped for embarrassment at an early age, she might have been bothered by the fact that there was a humiliating karaoke video of her, but because of her past, she could simply shrug it off. "There's worse floating on the internet somewhere." She let out a soft laugh, before tilting her head to the side in contemplation. "As drunk as you need to be to agree to sing two songs, plus an encore if need be."

When it came to any musical talent, Clark's skill went towards playing the piano. Singing was strictly reserved for the shower and car rides (alone car rides). "You'll have to put some more alcohol in me before we get to next time." He vaguely remembered a time when that worked. "You did sound pretty good up there. I don't think you want Scuttle from The Little Mermaid up there next to you." || @freyxdavis

"More alcohol? I can do that. What drink would you like?" She asked with a bright smile. It was rare that Freya could have a night out where she didn't have to worry about not trying to have a bad hangover the next morning, so she planned to make the most of it. "Are we talking about the original Scuttle voice or Awkwafina? Because I'm fine with either."

It wasn't like Camille to turn down singing, but she wasn't feeling it tonight. She kind of felt bad about not being in the mood. She was still having fun, but... she just wasn't feeling her voice for tonight. "No one else can top you tonight." She said with a smile, and they probably wouldn't. An odd thing about karaoke was that Cami had never really heard someone that was bad by all means. "Of course I'll go up with you next time." She reaffirmed. "I do feel bad about not going up. I'm sorry. I hope I'm not ruining the vibe." Her worst fear was being the vibe killer especially at the bar or the club.

"I know right." Freya agreed letting out a short chuckle. She was honestly only joking about having Cami join her next time. While she would love to go up there and sing some cheesy song with her, she also wanted to make sure she was comfortable. "Don't feel bad about it. I actually quite enjoyed doing both. Gave me a chance to show off my versatile skills." She joked. "Don't even apologize. You're not killing the vibe at all...Is everything okay, though?"

"Oh, you really think I would willingly go up there sober?" Gracie laughs, shaking her head. "You got another thing coming. I'll have to be at least four tequila shots deep before I go up there singing like scuttle."

"So what I'm hearing is that I need to buy you some drinks...because if that means I have a duet partner, then I'm so down to get you some drinks." She joked with a small smile gracing her lips. "How about we get a watermelon margarita and you can tell me if you feel like being the scuttle to my sebastian afterwards."