[Away from Halloween festivities and horrors, two teenagers are enjoying the night on a hillside overlooking the charming view of swamps. One of them is more musically inclined than the other, and neither have an instrument to sing along to, but they're trying.]
Your sound goes, ‘b-bmp, b-bmp, b-bmp’
I can hear it, ‘b-bmp, b-bmp, b-bmp’
It’s a living sound, a tender sound,
But it’s a painful sound that I hear
...A guy shouldn't be singing bump, bump, Ranka.
[[Ranka's trying to teach Alto how to sing. The
actual duet is here. Feel free to interrupt!]]