[Natasha's head turns to look at the stage when he nods in that direction, her eyebrow slowly arching. As her lips press together, it's clear she's trying not to laugh.]
Well. They look like they're having fun.
[It's the most diplomatic thing she can think to say about it. Regardless, she flags down a passing employee and asks if there's a wait for the private rooms. There's not, and they're pointed in the direction of one.
Natasha leads the way, and lets out a laugh when they get inside. It's a fairly standard looking private karaoke room, with a cushioned seat around one wall, a table, and then the performance space. But there's an inflatable alien in the corner that matches the logo.]
Cute.
[She drops down onto the seat and takes a sip of the beer. Not bad.]
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Well. They look like they're having fun.
[It's the most diplomatic thing she can think to say about it. Regardless, she flags down a passing employee and asks if there's a wait for the private rooms. There's not, and they're pointed in the direction of one.
Natasha leads the way, and lets out a laugh when they get inside. It's a fairly standard looking private karaoke room, with a cushioned seat around one wall, a table, and then the performance space. But there's an inflatable alien in the corner that matches the logo.]
Cute.
[She drops down onto the seat and takes a sip of the beer. Not bad.]
I think new planetary arrivals get to go first.