Sano was wishing he'd specified a song, really. This was getting to be horribly, horribly embarrassing and--hey, Spitfire was blushing. Hmm...idea. Sano's body language shifted, just a little, and while he wasn't...quite able to look at Spitfire just yet, it was pretty clear his singing now had a specific target.
"Cause I'm a woman in love, And it's you I run to..."