[ Neil is off taking care of old plates, and getting new snacks, when the music picks up. He's amused at the sound of the tune, but when the singing starts up -- well, let's just say he nearly spills everything he's carrying. He knew she was performing, but...
She isn't--
Neil turns to look across the room at the stage; gawking.
She is.
He doesn't know whether to blush, facepalm, or grin like an idiot. Maybe he's doing all three, to some degree or another. This has probably been the most speechless he's been in... well. Ever. ]