She giggled, scrunched her nose. "I'll leave the singing mostly to you, darling. I'd just make a fool of myself." She wasn't terrible, if she ever cared to try, and surely the law of musicals that 'everyone can sing' would bypass any lack of talent, but that wasn't the point.

"You have such a nice voice. I could listen to you sing about the weather and I'd be happy, I think."