Elena rolls her eyes. “I’ll mess with your mojo if it means keeping this place from looking like a pigsty.” She straightens and glances around, mouthing something to herself. “Just because there’s... seven guys here doesn’t mean it has to look like it.”

Ren sings with him then slings her homemade guitar over her shoulder. “Whatcha been up to, golden boy?”

Angelica is works on doing hand to hand with the dummy.