Gren walked up the street towards the Harrigan?s new home, hand in hand with Izira. Gren had tried to dress casual for the party, a simple plain grey t-shirt with blue jeans. He felt more comfortable in grey, the color of his official Ranger?s cloak. Izira was never the jeans type, so she wore a pink blouse with a tan colored pencil skirt, and tan peep-toe heels.
?I hope Eva and Mason are enjoying their new house?, Gren began, ?I?m glad to see them married and starting their new life together. It makes me think of . . . you know . . . ? He smiled and waved his free index finger between himself and Izira.
Iziria raised a delicate, coppery eyebrow, and smiled in return. ?Perhaps one day . . . when you?ve finished thinking about it.?
Gren chuckled, and led them up to the doorway. Izira was carrying one of her famous lemon crumb pies, while Gren was carrying what he called his ?secret weapon?. ?Sure to liven up any party?, he assured Izira.
After saying their hellos to the couple, and the people they recognized at the party, they began to drift out to the backyard. Gren had wanted to see the ?elven goldfish?, but it was still hiding in its castle. ?I didn?t know goldfish could have pointy ears?, Gren said in bewilderment.
Izira set her pie on the dessert table, and they both fixed themselves a plate of the bounty of food that Eva and Mason had laid out. Gren had a burger and a brat (two, actually), and once they had time to let their food digest, Gren got a mischievous look on his face.
?I think it?s time for my ?secret weapon?.? Gren said with a grin. Izira gave him a soft chuckle, as he went to the sound system and plugged in what was a portable karaoke system.
?Alright! Ahem. Testing, testing, testing. Now folks, nothing makes a party like a good old fashioned karaoke jam. So I?m going to start things off with a special song from one of the classic eras of music, the early eighties. Don?t worry, I have the whole catalog of Air Supply, Chicago, and REO Speedwagon in this little baby. Heh heh heh. But I was thinking Toto, so I?m sending this one out to my lady, Izira . . . ?
The opening riff of ?Rosanna? starts echoing from the speakers, as Gren begins to sing:
?All I wanna do when I wake up in the morning is see your eeeeeyes . . . I-zi-ra! I-zi-ra!
I never thought that a girl like you could ever care for meeeee . . . I-zi-ra! I-zi-ra!
All I wanna do in the middle of the evening is hold you tiiiiight . . . I-zi-ra! I-zi-ra!?
Gren was extending his left arm in dramatic fashion, closing his eyes, with his head thrown back, and the microphone pressed up to his mouth. Izira rapidly batted her lashes at Gren as he serenaded her.
?This thing?s got all the great bands . . . look, it?s got Boston!? Gren said, cycling through the karaoke machine?s playlist when he finished his first song. ?Amanda? began to play from the loudspeaker.
?I?m gonna take you by surprise and make you realize, I-zi-ra!
I?m gonna tell you right away, I can?t wait another day, I-zi-ra!?
So obviously, Gren and Izira were enjoying themselves as the party continued.