Laura shook her head at the redhead. Cities, even mythological ones, couldn't keep people alive; only people could do that. The awkwardly slouched man seemed to know better. He had probably experienced something traumatic recently as well.
She unconsciously shifted towards the man, until they were both facing the happy woman. Laura and the man broke into the chorus in harmony, as the redhead joined in counterpoint to create a fugue.
"I cannot believe my eyes. I cannot believe my eyes. How the world's filled with filth and lies. How can you both not realize? But it's plain to see This city can be... The darkness inside of me Ever so shiny Is on the rise. No need for demi-iii-iise."
The music faded out as the trio held the last note in perfect synchronization. Laura, not still fully understanding what had just occurred, began to fiddle with her bag's strap to avoid eye-contact with the other two.