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[inlovewithmycar]

⛧A.J. CROWLEY⛧ "This is Crowley. I'm not in. You know what to do, so do it with style. Chow."

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[matermali]

She had enough charm to carry us through, at least. I was not a very inspiring partner that night.

What of even older? You would know of dances from centuries ago, wouldn't you?

[inlovewithmycar]

Rough night for you?

And, yeah. I do. You'd be amazed how often similar dance moves cycle in and out of fashion without people realizing it. Keep reinventing the wheel. Or the Watusi, to extend the metaphor.

[matermali]

Merely tired. I am far more rested now.

[ It was only two days after her return from torture so...not in the best state. If she was even present. ]

You've said Watsui twice, now, so I am curious.

Though, if you have seen so many dances over time, you would have a better idea than most on what sort of music or dance that beings like the Endless may favor.

[inlovewithmycar]

[A flicker of concern, but he doesn't press the matter.]

Glad to hear it. You should be in perfect dancing condition.

And yeah, the Watusi was great. Lots of wiggling and hip-shaking. Excellent fun for the snakey-er sorts.

As for what your gentleman might like - I can't begin to guess. Doesn't mean I won't though. Try the tango.

[matermali]

Oh, Morpheus does not dance.

I only had a sudden curiosity at what I might master without looking foolish, were I to meet any of his family under formal circumstances.

The tango?

[inlovewithmycar]

Bet that might change in due time.

I reckon you'd be fine even using dances from your time. The 19th century isn't that long ago - at least not for ancient immortal entities. Aziraphale has barely changed his wardrobe since the 1860s.

And yeah, the tango. Classy, sexy, timeless.

For reference:

[matermali]

If he would not dance with his wife, what chance have I? No, he is quite firm. Refusing my invitation is how we met.

He prefers to watch.

[ And it was cute then, but now she's incredibly sad about whenever there's a party, don't tell anyone.

'Sexy'? That's a new one. Easy to figure it out by now, but the thought of Morpheus doing anything like that is laughable. ]

I see, that is quite a passionate dance. A bit much should I dance with his brother.

I wonder at what songs and dances that the Fae enjoy?

[inlovewithmycar]

he has a wife?!

[Any and all fear of Dream is promptly forgotten. At least momentarily. Crowley is absolutely livid and ready to wring an anthropomorphic personification's neck.

Probably not the best plan ever.]

that fucking cad - you're not some side bit! what the heaven is wrong with him?

[matermali]

[ What. ]

No! Of course not, do you think I would

[ Cutting herself off right there. Her history doesn't speak wellof her, but she's learned her lessons, and that was very different. ]

It was long ago. He is not married now, I assure you.

[inlovewithmycar]

Oh. Right. Good.

Well, not good that his wife is M.I.A. Condolences to him and all. But good he's not using you.

[Auncle Crowley would probably wind up doing something drastic if that were the case.]

[matermali]

You can be so very lovely, Mr. Crowley.

[inlovewithmycar]

Ridiculous. I've never been any such thing. I've probably just had too much wine or something.

Anyway, dancing! Brilliant stuff. If your gentleman likes watching, there's always pole dancing. Great work out, very spicy.

[matermali]

With poles? Are you certain that is wine you're drinking and not absinthe?

What do

How would one dance with a pole?

[inlovewithmycar]

Like this.

[matermali]

[ If only he could hear her laughter. ]

That may require a set of skills I have yet to master.