"Lay-lo, lo-lay, lay-lo-lo-lay..."
In their dorm room, Galina was trying to imitate Susan's singing style.
"Please, I'm begging you, just stop."
Uffie was on the verge of a breakdown. Ever since Galina was eliminated from the competition, she had become obsessed with practicing this singing style, all under the guise of 'learning from the best contestants.'
She would seize any free moment to hum a few lines, showing off the 'results' of her latest practice session.
Yodeling really did give people the illusion that 'I could do that too.'
But as far as Uffie was concerned, there were basically no results to speak of.
"What? Is my impression that bad?"
Galina figured she was at least eighty percent as good as Susan. If she just performed it, she was sure to be a huge hit.
"How should I put this?" Uffie paused, choosing her words carefully. "Have you ever seen a donkey?"
"Are you saying I sound like a donkey?!"
Galina said, her cheeks puffed out in a pout.
"No."
