"That's too bad, that'd be really cool. It was only an idea--"
Renee jerks when the song goes off--she knows the tune, but she doesn't know the language. She's never had the opportunity to play the Sims, ever. She didn't know anyone back on Earth who'd played it--though really, she might have just missed it.
Either way.
"Fucked if I know! But that song? I was humming it earlier, the version I know is 'Baby Shark'. I'll spare you, though." Because really, Renee's sure that Cal will get to hear it at some point.
If only because she'll probably sing part of it at Tony the next time she sees him. Mostly because she can. And it's still a running joke, at least on her part.
She leans over the counter in the direction BD-1 fled, looking for the droid. "You okay, little guy?"
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Renee jerks when the song goes off--she knows the tune, but she doesn't know the language. She's never had the opportunity to play the Sims, ever. She didn't know anyone back on Earth who'd played it--though really, she might have just missed it.
Either way.
"Fucked if I know! But that song? I was humming it earlier, the version I know is 'Baby Shark'. I'll spare you, though." Because really, Renee's sure that Cal will get to hear it at some point.
If only because she'll probably sing part of it at Tony the next time she sees him. Mostly because she can. And it's still a running joke, at least on her part.
She leans over the counter in the direction BD-1 fled, looking for the droid. "You okay, little guy?"