As Lucy excitedly ran off to get something from her room, Kenzie couldn't help but grin. Seemed like the little princess was being agreeable today. Any remaining worries she had about Stella and Lucy not getting along were gone, although she can't say she wasn't just a tiny bit disappointed. Sometimes she liked it when Lucy was being a big brat. It was a lot of fun to watch, especially if Cody was around to make things more entertaining. 

"Isn't that great?" she turned to Stella, smiling at her even though she knew she wouldn't see. Stella's superpowers probably allowed her to feel the emotions of people around her anyway. "Your plan was perfect! Now she won't be scared of you." She gave her a congratulatory pat on the back before realizing, and quickly apologized afterward. Crappity crap. It was really hard trying not touch people when every fiber of her being screamed to do it. 

Luckily, Lucy came back not long after with a plastic tiara now adorning her head, distracting her from her worries. Kenzie laughed at the sight of the girl. Of course she'd go with the Princess game. 

She took the crown from Lucy and put it atop her head with flourish. "Royal subjects," she stood up and beckoned at the two sitting before her, a more majestic lilt in her voice. Just an FYI, Kenzie tended to get into roles a little too easily. It took her a little longer to actually decide on her command, but as she hummed the Jeopardy theme song to herself, an idea struck her. She looked at her black guitar case on the couch, and smirked.

"Your queen wants to hold a Disney concert, and she needs backups." 

She flashed Lucy a pointed look, as if challenging her to break the rules of her own game. She knew the girl was shy about her singing, but she was also a bit prideful. Lucy definitely wouldn't back out, so Kenzie thought this was a perfectly good time to try and get her past her reluctance to sing. After all, everyone should sing for fun! Worrying about sounding good shouldn't be a thing. At all.
 
Kenzie grabbed the guitar from the couch and slung it across her back again. "Follow me, peasants. To the courtyard!" She walked across the living room and made her way to the balcony—it was preferred way of entering and exiting, as Stella could attest to, because it was ten times faster than going through the hallways.