A voice is heard from above as you stumble upon a giant version of Octavia Melody singing her heart out on some opera music. You try to get her attention by being so small compared to you as she stops for a moment and looks down Oh! How tiny you are!... I happen to be Octavia Melody. Would you like to get a front row set on my hoof as I sing you a beautiful song with my mouth in front of you my dear?