*has no idea what effect you're going for, but thinks you sort of look like a depressed mongoose with scoliosis*
*actually stills her hand on the rifle while you sing (badly)*
. . .
*doubles over with an odd strangled sound, gripping the edge of the table tightly* *sways a little precariously as her entire body gives a series of short, sharp shivers* *utters another of those muffled little sounds*
*finally shoves herself upright, throws her head back, and howls with laughter* *leans on the table and digs her knuckles into the corners of her eyes, scarcely able to catch her breath around her peals of glee*
*what, you were trying to offend her or something? Amateur.*