"What an interesting set up!" Sardonyx blushed a bit but cleared her throat and turned to the audience. "Now onto our next most requested question: what exactly is the process of writing your music? It never seems very..." She trailed off dramatically and waved her four hands for someone to pick it up.

"Linear? Yeah, we don't know how to do that." Jacob had pushed Jasmin off his lap to sit inbetween his legs so he could braid her hair. After being diagnosed (shockingly) with ADHD, he found he enjoyed messing around with her hair. The die hard Olfasmin's swooned every time he caressed her head or dropped a kiss there.

Steven wrapped his arms around Connie and grinned into her back. "We know how. We just d–,"

"Speak up, Steven. The microphone can't pick you up when you're indulging!" The host gave her iconic laugh as he poked his head out the side grumpily.

"I said, we know how to actually organize an album. At least I do. But we don't really want to. It's kind of our thing."