"Why can't a man declare his undying love for me on stage in front of everyone

"Why can't a man declare his undying love for me on stage in front of everyone?" Ivy asked dejectedly.

Sam smiled inwardly to himself. "Maybe tonight you'll get lucky."

Ivy turned to look at him. "Whatever. The day a man does that for me, hell will freeze over."

"Now it's Miguel Lopez-Fitzgerald!" the host said.

Miguel walked up to the stage, wearing Converse sneakers, baggy pants, a football jersey and a sideways baseball cap. "What's up y'all?" he asked the audience.

"That is not Pilar's son," Sam said.

"I didn't know Miguel was her son. I thought he lived with you," Ivy joked.

"What...interesting attire, Miguel," the host said.

"What do ya mean?" Miguel asked. "Everyone wears this stuff, except for you losers."

"Um...right, Miguel. So what will you be singing?" the host asked.

"Wait! First I gotta tell you what happened to me!" Miguel interrupted. "I went to hell to save my girlfriend!"

"Not this again," Ivy moaned. "It didn't happen."

"Dude, I like went through the portal in my girlfriend's closet, right? Then I like got almost eaten by this demon. Then like this priest guy, he threw holy water on us, right? So we got out, and it was freaky then, but dude, it was awesome looking back on it," Miguel said. "So, I decided to come here and hang out with you dudes. I'm like gonna rap, right? So like here ya go, dudes."

Yo VIP let's kick it

Ice ice baby
Ice ice baby

"You gotta be kidding me," Ivy remarked. "What the hell is this crap?"

"Vanilla—" Sam started, but she held up a hand.

"I know who it is, I wanna know why the hell he is putting us through this, Ivy retorted.

All right stop collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop yo I don't know
Turn off the lights and I'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle
Dance go rush to the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
Deadly when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it you better gain weight
You better hit bull's eye the kid don't play
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla

"This is better than Grace or Julian," Ivy said with amusement. "I wonder if Pilar is here."

"Doesn't seem like she would be," Sam replied.

"Then again, did you ever think that you would see Grace here?" Ivy asked.

"You're right," Sam answered and Miguel began the next verse.

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point to the point no faking
I'm cooking MC's like a pound of bacon
Burning them if you ain't quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi-hat with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll and it's time to go solo
Rollin' in my 5.0
With my rap-top down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby waving just to say hi
Did you stop no I just drove by
Kept on pursuing to the next stop
I busted a left and I'm heading to the next block
The block was dead
Yo so I continued to A1A Beachfront Avenue
Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a guage and Vanilla with a nine
Reading for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're so full of eight balls
Gunshots rang out like a bell
I grabbed my nine all I heard were shells
Falling on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car slammed on the gas
Bumpet to bumper the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene you know what I mean
They passed me up confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla

"Miguel! Miguel!" Kay stood up from the back.

"Yo, Kay! Come on up, babe," he called to her.

Kay walked up to the stage and danced for Miguel. "That's what you get for leaving her with Grace," Ivy said as Sam sat in shock.

Take heed 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical pill
Feasible rhymes that you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed
This is a hell of a concept
We make it hype and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast other DJs say damn
If my rhyme was a drug I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem yo I'll solve it
Check out the hook while DJ revolves it

Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby (oh-oh) vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla
Ice ice baby vanilla ice
Yo man let's get out of here
Word to your mother
Ice ice baby too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby too cold
Ice ice baby too cold too cold
Ice ice baby

Miguel escorted Kay off the stage and said, "Sorry, Charity, but Kay ain't no psycho freakazoid who gets sucked into hell by some freaky-ass demons."

"But, Miguel..." Charity's whining echoed through the room.

Miguel shrugged. "Sorry, babe," and walked off with Kay.