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Kit hummed softly to himself as his fingers fiddled with the dial on the radio, his other hand holding a hairbrush that would soon be used as a makeshift microphone. He could hear Grace’s footsteps walking around in the other room and he grinned to himself as he found what he’d been looking for on the radio.
Slowly, he lifted the “microphone” to his lips and just as the chorus started blaring -- not too loud because both women would whoop his ass for waking the kids -- he slid into the doorway (Tom Cruise style, yes) and whirled to face her, finger pointing right at her.
“I love you BAYBAY -- and if it’s quite alriiiiight I need you BAYBAY to warm the lonely niiiiiight, I love you BAYBAY!” He started singing loudly and obnoxiously (again, not too loud), shimmying into the room and doing a horrid Heath Ledger impersonation. “Trust in me when I saaaaay...” He lowered his voice, finally reaching her to grab her hand and spin her around.
