[There's a long moment of silence from Dezel's end. It's the equivalent of a deadpan look with a slight twinge of discomfort in the background because what. What.]
...by singing it.
[Yes, Dezel. That's what the man said.]
Why would I--NO. I don't sing. It's pointless for someone like me, anyway.
[Voice]
...by singing it.
[Yes, Dezel. That's what the man said.]
Why would I--NO. I don't sing. It's pointless for someone like me, anyway.