"Bru, love, you're up doll. Beat this!"
-- BarbieLee
I took the liberty of accepting the challenge issued to Bru.
The lovely contralto, Madison Tradillador, gradually worked through the crowd, singing the finale of the tragic romantic ballad beloved by teens and adults alike, men and women everywhere. The singer paused in front of a man frozen in the tragic moment, as the final words of the song dissipated into the complete silence.
"Good singing, Mister!" blurted the three-year-old toddler seated atop the man's shoulders, his voice piercing the auditorium.
"Why thank you, young man!" answered Madison Tradillador in his masculine voice, smiling, shrugging, and slipping his wig off, displaying his nearly bald head and unambiguous male visage -- all to the accompaniment of hysterical laughter and applause of the audience.