Heaving out a heavy sigh of a breath, Nico flexed his fingers open and closed several times in front of him. A small jerk of his head followed, the subtly scrunched up expression on his face indicating some level of disbelief. "You ever spend a chunk of your time doing something, but it's not something you really ever thought you were gonna do? Then like, after you've done it you kind of have to sit back like huh," Nico paused, brows lifting. "That really just happened." One of his hands lifted to scratch at the back of his head now, face turning thoughtful. "Because I just spent the last half hour trying to explain that my job is not to provide karaoke music to guests to a small cluster of thirty-something year old women who'd had a little too much pinot. And I really.. really didn't think that'd be a thing."
