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She then scuttled to her dazed husband and withdrew two pairs of Snerchphones from his vest. "No offense, we just haven't seen the movie. No spoilers."

((A thing? A THING!

Anyway, just so that people aren't waiting on me: From here on out, anybody can write their performance as a reply to the OP. You can assume Valon or Kala turns on the song you want; any reactions can be replies to the appropriate performance.

This came to me after my wifi ran out last night, and Skar couldn't actually write his performance with Lapis [who I indeed planned on going after Valon], so I decided to head that off on other people.

If you're wondering on who else is going for me? Well, originally I'd planned to reveal one or two new characters here, but I scrapped that. For now, though, know that Stephanie, Chakkik, and Kala are all going to perform.

Juuuuust as soon as I can figure out what songs they should sing.))

Valon stood up in something of a daze. "An' sure, knock y'self out..."

((Just wanted avoiding on anyone's toes by doing something they could judge annoying.))

"So you're a plant!" it said.
"Amris...!" the man said, waggling a finger at his partner. "Where're your manners?" He sighed. "I'm Navare, a mage," he told Taldaris, "and this is—"
"Marsivil Getrono-Parsim Amris Handrahen Trehebil-Makat, Culture Drone," the ball of light interrupted. It turned gunmetal again. "Wait a moment. How are we communicating? You are obviously not talking, nor are you broadcasting in any shape my instruments can pick up."

((This isn't The Little Mermaid; you're not going to get anyone to fall in love by having them listen to a song. :P))

"Um... H-hello, everyone!" Her voice was small, so she had to lean into the mike to make herself heard. "Oh man, I'm r-really going to regret this... Uh, would it be okay if I performed just one song tonight? Hmm, how about "Try Everything" by Shakira, from the soundtrack of Disney's 55th animated feature, Zootopia?"

In the stands, Sarah began nodding enthusiastically. This did not comfort the blue-haired girl. At all.

"Welp, if there was any doubt that HQ is one weird, amazing place, it's gone now," she said. "Adam mentioned that thing about your vest pockets, nice! I've gotta ask Seung-Li if they could try coming up with something like that."

"So, does Kala plan to sing, too?" Rayner asked to Valon. "I mean, I'm fine if she doesn't want to, but I'm wondering now if she can."

Falchion rushed over to Valon, ready to extend a hand until he realized that he had razor-sharp wings for forelimbs. So he offered a talon instead.

"You okay? That was a great performance, but... well... Hey, can I help you clean up all that stuff?"

Rashida glared at him from the stands, but didn't argue.

...as he continued to move away from the Aviator.

"No harm done and no offence taken," said Taldaris. "In fact, I could ask the same question of you, Agent. My name is Taldaris. I am a protoss and my kind feed by photosynthesis. And you two are...?" He looked at the two agents.

"Blame Intelligence for your trollfic problem, not me," he said. You could almost hear the unsaid "idiot" at the end. "Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll go avoid having my brain fritzed by techbane wizards. Not to mention Lump's in some sort of problem."
With that, the cyborg turned a hundred and eighty degrees and made a beeline for his partner, his heavy boots stomping noisily on the Generic Surface floor.

((I saw Something New's lyrics, and now I'm not getting this idea out of my head.))

Without waiting for anyone else, and before Kala could stop him, Valon had already made his selection and made his way to the microphone.

He took a deep breath…

“It’s been!”

And with a flurry of wild gesticulations, Valon started his performance of ‘One Week.’ He never stood still for a moment; his hands were constantly flying around and making appropriate gestures. His voice was a lively soprano, loud and full of energy.

“Hold it now and watch the hoodwink! Cause I make you stop, think! You’ll think you’re looking at Aquaman!”

At the first verse, Valon started drawing things from his vest, again trying to match the song: an Aquaman costume and a stop sign were the first things to emerge, followed very swiftly by a plate of sushi and a frying pan. Valon continually drew out new props and dropped the old ones at his feet.

By the time the song concluded, the pile of things at his feet consisted of a film camera, a katana, a giant Snicker’s bar, a bag of golf clubs, a Sailor Moon coronet, a fedora and whip, and numerous other things.

“It’ll still be two days till we say we’re sorry… Birchmount Stadium, home of the Robbie…”

When the last note faded, Valon turned, bowed, and tried to walk away… completely forgetting the pile of knickknacks at his feet. His boot caught on the pile, and he fell rather gracelessly to the floor.

(How is this going to work, anyway?)

((But after seeing this, I'm half the mind of singing Please Don't Say You Love Me, Gabrielle Aplin. Would that trigger any reaction?)

"Forget it, Zeb, I'd rather stay here and not sing."

And with that, the Aviator turned and strode back to her seat, leaving Zeb to run after her, the music still playing in the background.

((Next singer?))

The cadaverous agent tapped at his laptop again, and the song started up.

Once they were standing beside it, he let go, bouncing in place.

The Aviator took one look at the song Valon had pulled up on his laptop and noped out. "High School Musical, Zeb? You gotta be f*****g kidding me."

Zeb shook his head, still grinning. "Nope!"

"You do realize this is a duet, right?" the Aviator said, backing away only to bump into the Librarian.

"Yep!" Zeb said happily. "And that's your partner right behind you!"

The Aviator stared pleadingly at Valon. "Don't do this."

It took him a while, but he finally decided to follow the Aviator. What could possibly go wrong, he asked himself.