Way back when she'd been leaving Batman clues to her father's plans, Stephanie had fiddled around with some rhyming. She did love some good wordplay, after all.
Making it up on the spot was trickier, though!
"Uh . . ." Oh god I hope I don't squeak or something.
"My name is Stephanie, from Gotham City," she began, and that didn't quite scan to the tune of "Copacabana," but in her defense, this wasn't her usual kind of improvising. "And I don't know if I can rhyme . . ."
And then she decided she didn't have to, and made it all the way through the chorus on a free verse-type half-sung ramble about getting a scholarship to Fandom courtesy of her city's most prominent billionaire. How about that? Singing her cover story. That was a different way to -- ha -- cover a song.
Re: Sing Your History
Making it up on the spot was trickier, though!
"Uh . . ." Oh god I hope I don't squeak or something.
"My name is Stephanie, from Gotham City," she began, and that didn't quite scan to the tune of "Copacabana," but in her defense, this wasn't her usual kind of improvising. "And I don't know if I can rhyme . . ."
And then she decided she didn't have to, and made it all the way through the chorus on a free verse-type half-sung ramble about getting a scholarship to Fandom courtesy of her city's most prominent billionaire. How about that? Singing her cover story. That was a different way to -- ha -- cover a song.