She smiles and moves to take a seat on - well, more of a perch, her hooves barely skim the floor- on an arm chair and sings softly, letting the music take backstage as folk are still socializing.
_Well, you done done me, and you bet I felt it
I tried to be chill, but you're so hot that I melted
I fell right through the cracks
And now I'm trying to get back
Before the cool done run out
I'll be giving it my bestest
And nothing's gonna stop me but divine intervention
I reckon it's again my turn
To win some or learn some..._
Eyes on Siv and Jonas, smiling through the lyrics.