Edna
After leaving the entrance part, seems like everyone was following them to the actual room where they'd be singing in. He always wondered how the outside of the room was virtually silent while the inside would be louder than a Noivern. The couches and table looked really nice. And there was also a large TV on the wall for them to see the lyrics. Though there was a whole binder filled with song names, he takes a pad that lights up and looks at it. 

Before he was 'distracted' by the song adding gadget, he noticed Raihan's subtle gesture to get him to sit next to him. He pressed buttons here and there, then took a seat right next to Raihan. He crossed his legs. 

"Everyone's gonna sing at least one song. Make sure ya get your money's worth." Piers said, partly to himself but also partly to Allister's quiet statement. Unlike the others, Piers was alredy compiling a list of songs to sing. Sure, he was known for his punk rock vibes and sounds, but it wasn't like that was the *Only* Thing he was going to sing! He had other music genres he liked, and he was wondering how surprising some of his choices would be. 

"Ya got a song, Nessa? Sounds like a good idea. Just tell me the numbers and I'llput em in."

 Just to initiate some contact between himself and Raihan, he moved the screen of the song selection over so it was in between their laps. He also put his jacket over his legs, like a blanket.
Jason
"Eheh~ yeah~ no one get scared," Raihan adds in. "Singing ain't that bad! If ya can talk, ya can sing-" ~~That's very bad logic, Raihan.~~ "For the heck of it, let's go in order by our numbers, yeah? F'course if any y'all wanna do a duet, that's fine too." He nudges and winks at Piers. From being such an extrovert, the lanky male could tell when someone isn't having any of it. And while Nessa is trying her best to egg on these *Individuals*, they don't seem interested! What's the point of being here if they won't try? "How bout this? If ya don't sing, ya pay our snack bill." He eyes both Allister *And* Leon. "Lemme tell ya—with a group this big, that's gonna be a handful of cash."

"Who said I wasn't going to sing!" Leon exclaimed once he followed after Nessa gesturing. ~~Not that he was going to get lost anyway!~~ "I'm not that much of a simpleton, Victor. Who could lose their way through a mansion?!" He says that with such defiance, that the protagonist might as well be right about this champ's dismal sense of direction. Well, he's getting better at it! (Maybe.) 

"Right, riiiight. But if you guys are fine with going by order from our league number, that'll make..." Raihan's eyes scan the rest of them. "Ah, why don't Victor start us off? Lessee if ya have the potential if ya voice too—HA!" It was a joke but why not? He's the ace trainer crammed in with the rest of these—hehe—*Esteemed* Gym leaders (and champ). Piers included! He's just a former.
Jacqueline
Well, good thing several people would be going before Allister, Leon and Vic, and then Nessa all were pretty eager. He was about to slip off into the shadows, since he was basically the only one here not singing, but then Raihan's comment just annoyed him. "O-oh come on, Rai!" He complains, pouting a bit behind his mask. "Th-that comment was clearly directed a-at me!" He crossed his arms. Well, he didn't have any money with him today and there was no way he was gonna be allowed out of this... He supposed he would sing.

"Right, riiiight. But if you guys are fine with going by order from our league number, that'll make..."
"Sweet!" Nessa responded. "That means after Victor, it's Leon, and then me!" She gave the champ a teasing punch on the arm. "You better bring you A-game Champion, cause I'm sure not gonna hold back!" Aah, there was her competitive side again!

'Going by our number?' Allister thought. "Huh, okay..." He started to mumbled. "S-so Vic, then Leon. Forty nine, sixty one, two forty one, two ninety one-agh *Dammit!"* Allister cussed under his breath as he said his own number. So he was going last! Which meant that on the bright side, he got to go last. But on the downside, he had to go last. Which means everyone had plenty of time to build up their expectations before he went... Great...
"Um... C-can we... Use a different-"
"Ah, why don't Victor start us off? Lessee if ya have the potential if ya voice too—HA!"
"Nevermind..."
At least he had a bit of time to figure out how he would slip away...