The butterflies in Karma's stomach began to expand and move about more frequently as she listened to Emiliano sing. It was so amazing to her, that she had found someone who could actually sing. Unlike Kris, whose talents were limited to the applause of the shower curtain.

She watched him sing, and smiled. Her lines were coming up soon, but not yet. And just in case one of them stumbled over the lines, a piece of parchment appeared in front of them with the words.

Along with a glass of water. You know, just in case.