"The first song?" he asks incredulously. Oh no no. Sadly for him, Chloe is very sweet and persuasive, so she's easily able to drag him into one of the booths.
"Uh..." Malcolm stares at the computerized menu of thousands of songs. "I don't know a lot of pop songs."
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"Uh..." Malcolm stares at the computerized menu of thousands of songs. "I don't know a lot of pop songs."
Are they supposed to pick a duet?