Thor isn't nearly as enthusiastic - not for lack of agreement that the young warriors deserve a bit of coming of age acknowledgement, or less appreciation for a few drinks and good food than his old friend - he just doesn't cust loose among mortals so easily. Even so, he's along, and in reasonably good spirits, ordering himself a tankard of mead and finding a place to settle back and keep an eye on things.
Santo's sitting at the bar, a pina colada hugged in his left hand and two turkey legs in the right. However, his mouth slowly falls agape while he's staring at the spectacle that's become Danny and Cassie.
His eyes begin to water until the bursting guffaws of loud uncontrollable laughter compete with the music.
"Did... was that the Running Man? Crap, your codename should be Vanilla Ice!"
"Better than me. I don't know how to dance." Jumping around and moving her hips was all that she knew, but at least she did them with style (she hoped).
He started to protest to Danny that he can dance too. His grandma said no child of her blood wasn't gonna appreciate their Italian upbringing and she'd made him learn to waltz and tarantella when he was twelve.
However, that would make him look like a dork if he admitted it, so he takes another swig from his pina colada.
"Kids, you look like you're having seizures... Emmett Smith would kick your asses on the dance floor."
Crap. He'd just admitted he watches Dances with the Stars instead. A fuzzy glare gets aimed at his pina colada. Betrayer!
"Just shows that us athletic types got mad skillz just waiting to be... experienced." He waggles his brows in a goofy half-hearted leer at the passing waitress. She completely ignores him.
Even so, he's along, and in reasonably good spirits, ordering himself a tankard of mead and finding a place to settle back and keep an eye on things.
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Like she'd even- no, sex was so not for her right now. Her life was complicated enough as it was without THAT.
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Oh yeah, karoake was solely for making yourself look like an idiot.
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His eyes begin to water until the bursting guffaws of loud uncontrollable laughter compete with the music.
"Did... was that the Running Man? Crap, your codename should be Vanilla Ice!"
Insert more guffawing here.
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However, that would make him look like a dork if he admitted it, so he takes another swig from his pina colada.
"Kids, you look like you're having seizures... Emmett Smith would kick your asses on the dance floor."
Crap. He'd just admitted he watches Dances with the Stars instead. A fuzzy glare gets aimed at his pina colada. Betrayer!
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"Just shows that us athletic types got mad skillz just waiting to be... experienced." He waggles his brows in a goofy half-hearted leer at the passing waitress. She completely ignores him.
Yep, keep the booze coming.
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