[Josh had stepped out of the cabana when it didn't feel too hot outside for some fresh air, but the commotion he'd been hearing has drawn him back in.]
Ooh, karaoke! Are you going to sing for us? [He's addressing Oku specifically, making his way over to the table and plopping into one of the cushioned chairs.] May I make a request?
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Ooh, karaoke! Are you going to sing for us? [He's addressing Oku specifically, making his way over to the table and plopping into one of the cushioned chairs.] May I make a request?
[He's smiling a devious smile. Watch out, Oku.]