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It was open mic free-for-all at the Galacticus, and the main thing about it was that there were no rules, but no winners. Everyone is getting judged on their own merits. Roach had performed a monologue about their favorite shows they had watched the previous week (too long), Kevin had performed a roast to Shope (everyone, even Shope, found it hilarious), and Tyler? Well, he had premiered an amateur filming project ("It's magnificent! It's stupendous! It's short!") that had everyone thinking "WTF?". Shope, on the other hand, as usual for a singer like her, had planned to perform a recent favorite of her and Amy's: Hozier's "Too Sweet" (what can she say, the girls are a sucker for his music). Memnock ushered the girls on stage, and Shope plugged in her electric guitar and started shredding on it as Amy began to sing.

Amy: 🎵 It can't be said I'm an early bird, it's 10'o'clock before I say a word... Baby, I can never tell, how do you sleep so well? You keep telling me to live right, to go to bed before the daylight, but then you wake up for the sunrise, you know you don't gotta pretend, baby, now and then...🎵
Shope: 🎵 But don't you just wanna wake up, dark as a lake, smelling like a bonfire, lost in a haze? If you're drunk on life, babe, I think it's great, but while in this world...🎵

Shope brought the heat during the chorus, going all out on the vocals to contrast with Amy's softer, gentler vocals.

Amy and Shope: 🎵 I think I'll take my whiskey neat, my coffee black and my bed at three!🎵
Amy: 🎵 You're too sweet for me, you're too sweet for me!🎵
Amy and Shope: 🎵 I take my whiskey neat, my coffee black and my bed at three!🎵
Amy: 🎵 You're too sweet for me, you're too sweet for me!🎵
Shope: 🎵 Oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh!🎵

Shope took a more fast-paced singing route for verse 2, almost sounding like a rap on some lines.

Shope: 🎵 I aim low, I aim true, and the ground's where I go! I work late when I'm free from the phone, and the job gets done! But you worry some, I know, but who wants to live forever, babe? You treat your mouth as if it's heaven's gate, the rest of you like the TSA! I wish I could go along, babe, don't get me wrong...🎵
Amy: 🎵 You know you're as bright as the morning, as soft as the rain, pretty as a vine, as sweet as a grape! If you can sit in a barrel, maybe I'll wait until that day...🎵

Kevin, of all people, was headbanging at this point, and he didn't even like Shope! Mem and Zen didn't know what to think here, though.

Amy and Shope: 🎵 I'd rather take my whiskey neat, my coffee black and my bed at three!🎵
Shope: 🎵 You're too sweet for me, oh-oh, you're too sweet for me!🎵
Amy and Shope: 🎵 I take my whiskey neat, my coffee black and my bed at three!🎵
Shope: 🎵 You're too sweet for me, yeah, you're too sweet for me!🎵

Shope delivered a searing guitar solo during the post-chorus.

Amy: 🎵 Woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah, woah!🎵
Shope: 🎵 I take my whiskey neat...🎵
Amy: 🎵 My coffee black and my bed at three...🎵
Shope: 🎵 You're too sweet for me...🎵
Amy: 🎵 You're too sweet for me...🎵

The performance ended, and after some thought, the entire room applauded.

Shope: Thank you all, ladies and gentlemen! This one goes out to my friend, a guy by the name of Sharky! He's the one who helped me learn the electric guitar!