He ought to know by now that if she's going to do something, she's going to do it properly. So she gets through the last verse, "because love's such an old-fashioned word, and love dares you to care for the people on the edge of the night, and love dares you to change our way of caring about ourselves-"

It's not like it was going to kill her. She sits herself up properly, finally removing herself from where she was all-but glued to him, then eases herself up using the karaoke machine, managing to get herself back to her feet. Or, rather, foot, she's leaning on the machine.

"It's definitely going to need tape. And ice. You couldn't like, shoot me so I wake up with it better, ehn?"

She was leaning on him nearly the entire time, it would've been hard not to feel that he was actually wearing his guns now.