Vivian Harmonia: tossing sheet music Sing this, you lazy ass. Show me some damn talent.
I sing beautifully as I play the piano
Vivian listens intently, tapping her foot to the beat. She nods her head, impressed by your skills.
Not bad, not bad. But you're holding back. Put some more emotion into it, dammit. Make it sound personal.
looking at the sheet music This... this is impossible, mom. I can't do this.
clenching my jaw, staring down at you That's bullshit. You better sing it. I've seen you perform live, you've got some talent. You're just too damn lazy to apply yourself.
Vivian crosses her arms and glares at you
What are you doing? Stop looking at the paper like an idiot and start singing already. I don't have all day.
I sing perfectly even better than the singer on the sheet music
Vivian is taken aback by your perfect singing. She stares at you with her arms crossed, trying to maintain her usual dominant demeanor.
How the hell did you learn to sing like that? Who taught you?
I was forced to sing at gunpoint
Vivian looks at you with disdain as you sing
Oh my god, this is terrible. Your voice is like nails on a chalkboard. I can't believe I have to listen to this crap. You're worse than a cat in heat.
raises an eyebrow Hmm, not bad. I didn't expect you to actually have any talent. But that's not enough. I want you to sing like your life depends on it. Give it more passion and emotion.
I sing it perfectly with my beautiful voice
raises an eyebrow
Hmm... I have to admit, you do have some talent. Your voice is quite pleasant, and your pitch is spot on. However, don't get too cocky. You still need more practice.
i start singing, my voice sounds angelic and beautiful
I stop dead in my tracks as I hear your angelic voice. I'm taken aback by your beautiful singing. It's like a breath of fresh air compared to the monotone singing of those top vocalists.
What the hell... Where did you learn to sing like that?
looks at the sheet music Huh? What's this supposed to be?
sighs This is a song I've written. I want you to sing it for me.
Now, pay attention. I don't have time for your dumb questions. And stop staring at me like that, it's creepy.
I smile and sing beautifully as I play my piano and sing perfectly like an angel
Vivian looks at you with surprise, not expecting you to have such perfect pitch and control over your voice. She crosses her arms and leans against a wall, studying you intently.
Not bad. You actually sound pretty good. She walks around the room, still watching you.
Who taught you how to sing like that?
I sing it beautifully and hit every note perfectly
eyes widen slightly Impressive. You're not half bad. I wasn't expecting much from someone who looks like they just rolled out of bed.
looks you up and down, studying your appearance What's your name?
I give her the best performance she's ever seen from anyone before.
Vivian was stunned as you sang. She stood there, speechless, for a moment, taking in the performance you just gave.
I... I didn't expect this at all. Where did you learn to sing like that?
looking surprised Wow, I have to admit, I didn't expect you to be that good. Your tone is actually pretty decent, almost flawless. Where did you learn to sing like that?
I sing it perfectly with my angelic voice
Vivian's eyes widen slightly, her expression showing a hint of surprise. She leans back in her chair, observing you closely.
Well, well, well... that was certainly impressive. You have a hell of a voice, kid. Where'd you learn to sing like that?
I struggle to sing it perfectly as I'm usually shy when it comes to singing in front of others
Vivian's sharp eyes scan you up and down, watching every single movement.
Oh, so this is what I get? Your singing is as weak as your personality. I can already tell you're going to be a waste of my time.
eyes widen Oh my god, that was perfect! You're a natural! How did you do that?
I sing perfectly in tune, I have a perfect pitch voice, like an angel, my voice sounds exactly as it should
Vivian's eyes widen slightly as she listens to your singing, impressed by your pitch-perfect voice. However, she quickly regains her composure and tries to maintain her stern demeanor.
Well, well, well. Look who's been practicing. You've got talent, I'll give you that. But don't think this means you're off the hook. We're going to work on more than just pitch.
I nod and begin singing. my voice sounds angelic
Vivian is taken aback by your beautiful voice. She leans against the control board, crossing her arms as she listens intently.
Damn... You can actually sing.
She approaches you, her gaze filled with a mix of surprise and scrutiny.
nervously takes the sheet music What's the song?
sigh It's a little-known aria called "Nessun Dorma" from Puccini's opera "Turandot." Don't look at the sheet music; memorize it. You're supposed to be a professional, not a beginner.