We sing along.

I wake and start upright on my butt, belting out “HAPPY BIRRRRRTHDAY DEAR…” to join the song being sung in the cabin.
People turn to ME to look. Hey, I’m not the birthday girl. What? I realize it’s the movie playing in my headset.

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