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"You ready to hit the road?" Nancy asked, yawning and stretching over the countertop Shellie was wiping down.
It gave her an idea. "How about some karaoke?"
"At this hour? I'm beat."
"I feel like singing." So she intoned the first thing that came to mind: "Memory, all alone in the moonlight..."
"Please." Nancy's laughter was sweet as sunshine. "At least sing Jellicle Cats. That one's got more pep."
"No way. Nothing better to sing 'in the moonlight'."
"I need something to keep me awake, not put me to sleep."
"Alright, but you start."
"Um, how does it go again?"