Mitch grinned with sick pride as Karaiyah begrudgingly took the melody. A small sacrifice, in his mind; her voice was too lovely to take the background. 

As the song continued, Mitch remarked on how nice their voices sounded together. Her alto went with his tenor in an interesting way, whereas altos normally complimented baritones, and sopranos to tenors. A unique mix that he decided he enjoyed, not to mention a beautiful song to top it off. It may have seemed an odd request, but he was a big fan of Disney songs, and film scores in general; they always tended to be so honest and unique, something you wouldn't hear in the din on the radio. 

The song regrettably drew to a close, and he felt Karaiyah's eyes on him, lingering longer than expected. He was past feeling embarrassed-in his old line of work, staring was unremarkably common-but of course, this wasn't the same. He didn't feel like a piece of meat under her eyes, an object to be examined for quality before it's paid for. She wasn't looking in appraisal, but admiration. It didn't make him feel dirty, as any other eyes trolling up and down had before. 

With this in his mind, he felt his face grow hot, and immediately looked away. Her compliment made him look back, remembering himself and his regular demeanour. Slipping into a more comfortable, sarcastically sultry expression, he took a sweeping bow. "Why thank you, milady," he quipped, "I *live* to entertain."