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[The view sweeps over his newly-restored domain, though as usual, no Erik can be seen. He can be heard, however

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[stepsonrakes]

Liszt!

Someone with taste.

[ingenue_bait]

Well. Yes.

[stepsonrakes]

You're quite talented.

Don't suppose you know any Gilbert and Sullivan?

[ingenue_bait]

[Erik thinks. Then hums a line or two of "I'm Called Little Buttercup.]

No.

[praystosanta]

You play good.

[ingenue_bait]

I know.

All Amelia's posts are video cause... seven.

[praystosanta]

You're meant to say "thank you". It's rude otherwise.

[ingenue_bait]

How charming. Do you believe everything you are told, little girl?

[distractedbyham]

Oh! Do you know, like, the one that's like-

[And then, oh god, he starts singing. It's a fiasco.]

IT'S THE. Eye of the tiger, it's the thrill of the fight, riiiising up to the challenge of our ri-vals~

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[The voice is swift and angry.]

Who are you, and why do you disturb my peace?

[distractedbyham]

Oh, sorry. Guy. My name's Cale, but most people call me "hey you," or "hey you over there," or "what are you doing in my garden?".

[ingenue_bait]

Erik has no garden, but no doubt you would be unwelcome in it should he develop the desire for one.

[Buddy is Going to Sing At you, Erik]

[ninnymugginz]

[Because Buddy doesn't know that song and hears a few bars that sound suspiciously like part of a Christmas Song, have a sudden bursting rendition of Santa Claus is Coming To Town]

[ingenue_bait]

What is this madness?

[distractedbyham]

Oh man, that's like. the fucking symphony. opera.