A Christmas Cocktail

Chapter 7

Watching Angel tap on the bar top, he couldn't help but attempt to follow the arachnid's thought process. The group was now looking for ways to change the soft and subtle music playing through the ballroom to something more upbeat, which would have been fine if they weren't worried about the outcome. It was clear what these strays wanted; a lot more beat to destroy things to. Husker cringed as the thought hit him, but if he didn't say it as an option, they may not think of anything better. "I know you finally have a day off, but what about doing something from work?" There was a moment of surprise before the spider looked up and met his gaze head on. "Maybe not the whole thing, you know... No...." Sweet Satan, how did he put this lightly?

"Stripping, or touching myself?" Oh yeah, now he wanted to hide. The smirk that the other man let out for that point had his ears flattening. Angel pursed his lips and slid the tip of his finger over the edge of the glass in front of him.

"Sorry, that was stupid-" Quickly taking the now mostly empty glass, he busied himself with cleaning it instead.

"No, it's a good idea." The sound of Angel's brother speaking up was a lovely reminder that he'd just said that in front of three other people who were watching them closely. "It's not like strip teases are the only thing he knows how to do." Husker couldn't help scoffing at that.

"Yeah, pole dancing's another one." Glancing back at the small spider, he saw the man shake his head in confusion.

"No, he knows ballroom dancing." They all stared at Arackniss for a long second before turning their attentions to Angel.

"Now, hold up, I haven't done that shit in... a long time, Nissy. I... I don't even know if I can still do it, and... and I don't have a partner. Can't do it without one of those." Husker was sure that there were a million other reasons the man could throw out if need be, even if one of what he'd already said was a lie. Considering what little he knew of pole dancing and stripping envolved some moves that were clearly ballroom inspired, he was sure that Angel had to remember something. Not to mention the peculiar tastes of people almost ensured it would be brought up in his day to day.

"Oh come on, it's not like you couldn't wing it if you wanted, Tony. None of these schmucks will know better anyways." He motioned to the group Cherri brought and Angel sighed.

"That doesn't change that I don't have a partner, now does it? You're too shot, no offense, your boyfriend doesn't exactly have the feet for it-" Pentious gasped indignantly. "And I know for a fact that Cherri will trip us both if we even try." Angel gave the woman a pointed look and she simply shrugged.

"What? I can't do any of that fancy footwork you do. It's not on my list of skills, is all." He rolled his eyes. "And what about you, huh? Can you do it with him?" When she jabbed a finger in Husker's direction, he simply blinked at the question. Thinking about the idea, he supposed he could dance, though he'd never done so with Angel. Keeping up with Alastor damn near required it.

"I guess I could. Though, I don't know if he can keep up with me." The statement came out more as a taunt than he'd meant it, but the challenge in Angel's eyes spoke volumes.

"That I can't keep up with you? You really wanna go with that, old man?" Angel sat up straight while he set down the now clean glass and smirked.

"Well, you're the one who apparently hasn't done it in a while. I'm just saying, maybe you're out of practice." The spider slipped off of the stool and pursed his lips to a thin line.

"I'll have you know, I have the perfect body for it, even if I'm outta practice. I can still dance circles around you, kitten." Oh yeah, the other man had taken the bait. Now, they just had to get Alastor to change the music, which shouldn't be too difficult, given how much potential for chaos there was at such a small thing. Looking around the room quickly, he spotted his Overlord seated neatly on a couch near the tree. With his same smile, the deer was watching as the group searched and snacked.