"Too bad for you. I"m great at karaoke." Bahorel looks smug. "Being on pitch is over-rated."

He polishes off his first bottle, and reaches for a second.
"And thanks for the offer, but I think we should keep it to just us, this time. It wouldn't feel right, having others around..."

"We could, however, search up a really bad movie and riff it while we drink. Maybe make up some drinking games for it."

(OOC: Unfortunately, it is drawing near my bedtime, so I will have to bow out for the night. It's been lovely.)