008. [accidental video]

[satangotmylungs]

[Feed opens to John...singing. In his best falsetto, one may recognize Led Zeppelin's "Black Dog." He's also fiddling with something in a frying pan.

Not only is he singing, he's also doing the instrumental parts as they crop up. He's got no good voice to speak of, but it's not entirely terrible.

Just a bit terrible.]

Oh yeah, ohh ohh ohh

[What

Comments

[Video]

[zerosuitjill]

[To her credit, she doesn't laugh -- only because she did so before replying, just for politeness' sake.

But her iconfais expression probably says enough -- as does her ttly not sarcastic in the least no tone.]

That's surprisingly endearing.

[Video] 1/2

[satangotmylungs]

[WHERE IS THAT VOICE COMING FROM!?!?]

[Video]

[satangotmylungs]

[He finally notices the device, putting down the plate with a clatter and running a pale hand through his dark hair.]

Goddamnit.

[Video]

[zerosuitjill]

[Aww, don't hit her sympathy vein yet. She's enjoying this too much.]

Hey, it happens to everyone. Could've been worse. [And yeah, she's mean enough to work a sound of doubt into the last part because really, Constantine, really. Led Zeppelin.]

[Video]

[satangotmylungs]

[Hey! Led Zep is a legend! What, were you expecting some shit like Black Eyed Peas? GET OUT.]

Yeah, it could have been.

[Video]

[zerosuitjill]

[Yeaaah, no. Let's not go there.

And it's not enough to be agreed with -- she has to elaborate. Only because it's him.] You could've added some moves to the mix, for example. Or have chosen something less legendary to sing to everyone.

[Video]

[satangotmylungs]

[No. Let's...LET'S GET RETARDED IN HERE!

He snorts in that unattractive way of his.]

Nobody wants to see my moves. Anyone who catches them may very well go blind at the terror.

[Video]

[zerosuitjill]

[She tilts her head, resting it against her fingers as she regards him with the same smile.] What, really? You can't dance?

[She's looking thoughtful GOD RUN]

[Video]

[satangotmylungs]

[HE SUCKS AT RUNNING THOUGH HE GETS WINDED]

Uh, not in the traditional sense. Or any other, really.

[Video]

[zerosuitjill]

That's too bad.

[Pause. It's just one of those Things with her, when people say they can't do something she personally finds natural.]

It's not hard, you know. [A half-shrug, dismissive. Rejection won't hurt her feelings.] I could teach you a little -- enough to get by.

[Video]

[satangotmylungs]

[He's imagining fucking cotillion dancing, the fox trot and waltz and shit like that. But then again, maybe she's more swing-she's got the legs and endurance to rock at that, after all.]

There a place for that here?

[Video]

[zerosuitjill]

[Considering one of the first places she learned of when she arrived was a strip club? Yeah, the Underworld's pretty diverse.]

I've seen a couple clubs in town, yeah. I haven't checked them out myself yet.

[Video]

[satangotmylungs]

[His eyebrows go up. A lot.]

I thought you meant like...non-club...dancing...

[Video]

[zerosuitjill]

[...Jesus, you have a lot to learn about her.]

What, like ballroom dancing? I can improvise decently, but I'm no student of the arts. I meant dancing dancing.

[Video]

[satangotmylungs]

[Does she have
DEM APPLE BOTTOM JEANS?
BOOTS WIT DA FUR?
Because John doesn't function outside of a suit, okay.]

...swing dancing dancing?

[Video]

[zerosuitjill]

[...She can make it work.]

If that's what you prefer.