Karaoke is a charming old Earth pastime in which music which normally has lyrics is played without them and supplying vocals is left as an exercise to the participant. Ivan was coaxed into going by a local handing out drink vouchers for the bar which offers the activity, and there he got slightly tipsy, sang the only three Barrayaran songs in the entire catalogue, made out with a somewhat drunker girl, got her number, and stumbled home while some Earthling was stumbling through interminable verses of some song. It has not been a bad evening.
"No, not really. I mean, I was surprised but I'm not sure I'd go all the way to 'terrifying abomination'. 'Disconcerting irregularity?'"
"D'you want me to leave you alone? I am supposed to look in on you but I could just stick my head in and not try to make conversation if you'd rather."
"I'm not saying I would ignore you two forever if th'captain didn't want to keep track of your general whereabouts but I am saying I would not remember to visit on a daily basis."
Aaron is there! He is acquiring food. Actually he has already acquired the food and is most of the way through eating it. Unusual; he rarely stays out any longer than he has to.
"Well, and neither've you have ever met Miles in person. I s'pose you must've had some vid but like most people he is seldom being recorded."
"Yeah, that's why my Miles imitation is so bad. Well, comparatively. Mark, though, he says it's like he has an internal copy of Miles's soul that he can run at will."
"I'd say 'intensive study and copious torture', but that didn't give me one, so who knows."