The drink is definitely unweildy, but once Crowley has it in his hand, he manages to make it look like he's at ease holding it and giving it a sip. He certainly can't make it look cool, but that's something not even a really decent sized miracle could allow, to be honest. It's not so bad, and he hasn't eaten anything apart from the sushi and green blobby stuff, so that makes it even better.
"Yeah, I remember it, peasant dance. I used to love those," Crowley says. He gives a sniff. "Never very good at them. Too many steps. Dances nowadays, they're better. You just sort of move to the music." He sways a little, to explain.
He tries to imagine Aziraphale dancing to one of these dances, Killer Queen or whatever, and decides it is far too fantastic an image not to attempt to tempt him into it.
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Date: 2019-08-06 10:15 pm (UTC)"Yeah, I remember it, peasant dance. I used to love those," Crowley says. He gives a sniff. "Never very good at them. Too many steps. Dances nowadays, they're better. You just sort of move to the music." He sways a little, to explain.
He tries to imagine Aziraphale dancing to one of these dances, Killer Queen or whatever, and decides it is far too fantastic an image not to attempt to tempt him into it.