‘First one up, what did I do to deserve this?’ She laughs, and everyone laughs again with her. God, is she really going to do this? It’s safe, right? I’m okay, she tells herself. I’m gonna jump, and he’s gonna catch me.

The guy on the sound system catches her eye and gives her a thumbs up, and then the lyrics to her chosen song come up on the screen in front of her.

‘Well …’ she tells the audience, too shy to actively seek him out. He’ll make himself known. She knows he will.

‘I once told a man that life – that love – isn’t all Ed Sheeran songs and mad dashes to the airport. We’re all going home tomorrow, so that’s the airport bit covered, and as for love being a pop song … erm, here goes nothing,’ she says, and the early notes of ‘Perfect’ come on.

Everyone cheers, and a few people turn, having guessed she’s talking about Duke. She dares to look up, but then quickly glances back to the screen, knowing that she has to come in with the first line. She’s all but tone deaf, so this isn’t a serenade so much as it is an assault on everyone’s senses, but she’s trying to be cute. She’s going out on a limb, here …

‘I’ve found a love …’ she starts to sing, and as soon as everyone can tell that her vocal range is akin to that of drowning kittens in a trash bag, they go wild. So wild that she actually can’t hear herself for the next few lines, but she’s enjoying it. It’s kind of fun, letting herself be so bad at something. And by that, she means bad at both singing and seduction.

‘But darling, just kiss me slow, your heart is all I own …’ She continues to crescendo, and she has the confidence, now, to look up to the room. She gets louder, even more out of tune. Yolo, is her thinking. Before she went up Magda had said the golden rule of public karaoke is that the worse you are the more people love it, so she leans into it. She starts doing hand actions with the words. She’s cooing and wooing and oohing and ahhing, and by the time she looks up again, everyone has properly started to get on board and they’ve all put their phone torches on and held them aloft like it’s Madison Square Garden and she really is Ed Sheeran on the closing night of a multi-year international tour.