"Cheers!" Edwin agreed, drinking before he reached a hand up to his crown, neatly wrapped around the brim of Oliver's cowboy hat. With the dark outfit he'd put together, he looked something like a villain in a bad western, until you noticed the crown, which pushed the whole outfit into a ridiculousness that he cared about more before he was drinking. "I do love my costumes," he explained, wagging his eyebrows.
The mention of his singing brought a bit of a bashful smile to his face, which he quickly tried to cover up with another sip of his drink. He nodded when he was done, then laughed a little too high when the motion made the room start to spin. "Never had a lesson! To no one's surprise, ha! Beyonce. Do you sing?" He didn't give her a chance to answer before he clapped a hand down on her shoulder and grinned. "Rae, I'm glad you're here!"