Disclaimer: Danny isn't mine and neither is hit me with your best shot by Pat Benatar.
HIT ME WITH YOUR BEST SHOT
When People headed to the reception Emmy and Sam were doing a sound check. Emmy started out the song,
Well you're the real tough cookie with the long history
Of breaking hearts, like the one in me
Emmy was jabbing her mom with the song to get her to talk but it wasn't working so she went on.
That's ok, lets see how you do it
Put up your dukes, lets get down to it!
Hit me with your best shot!
Why don't you hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot!
Fire AWAY!
Emmy held out the note and looked at her mother telling her to take over the song as the guest started to fill the hall, they watched in aw with the electicity between Sam and Emmy as they sung. Sam took the next line.
You come on with a come on, you don't fight fair
But that's ok, see if I care!
Danny walked into the room and Sam felt her mouth go dry but keep going on.
Knock me down, it's all in vain
I'll get right back on my feet again
Emmy joined in the chorus
Hit me with your best shot!
Why don't you hit me with your best shot!
Hit me with your best shot!
Fire away!
Emmy went on as Sam told the band to cut the music as they saw the bride and groom enter the room
Well you're the real tough cookie with the long history
Of breaking little hearts, like the one in me
Before I put another notch in my lipstick case
You better make sure you put me in my place
Emmy stopped when she saw the room cheering for her, she looked pale, she only sung one solo song the whole night because she had horrible stage fright and she only wanted to encourage her mom. She walked off the stage pink in coloring.