Unfortunately, Luce doesn't have any magical witch powers. It'd feel familiar if she was accused of such- the Giglio Nero had a reputation ages past because of its matriarchs' talents.

It's one of those talents she's going to use right now, in fact, even if it seems at first glance similar to the very trick Greg is pulling right now.

She grimaces at the burst of light, one hand raising up to cover her eyes while her hands fumble into her coat pocket for a pair of sunglasses. When she'd brought them, it had just been with the idea of disguise in mind. (Even if sunglasses at night look a tad toolish.) Funny how they might come in handy in a different way. Slipping them on, she takes in a deep breath and concentrates her Sky Flame deep in her throat, channeling it through her voice.

"♪ You think you're so cool
Hey big man you're old school ♪"

It doesn't have the flash and bang that Greg's music does, but she's putting all her emotion into it- trying to make Greg feel her care, love, sympathy, that desperate need behind her being here to help save him from this. She has something, someone she has to get back to...

And she can't let Blanche hold any of them back.

Greg has the same, doesn't he? He has someone too. Maybe her Harmony can remind him of that.

"♪ You think you're smart
But who the hell d'ya think you're talkin to
Everyone can see who you are
Take a look at yourself
Tell me why keep on denying ♪"