But I GOTTA sing…
Kathryn had been singing “If I Were A Rich Man” at the table for several minutes. Then she stopped, looked at Reilly, and said, “Sorry i’m singing so much, but i just have to.”Reilly: “Why?”“I’m getting ready for the singing contest.”Reilly: “What singing contest?”“The who-can-sing-fiddler-on-the-roof-songs-best contest!”