Moves Like Jagger

*Disbelief* You’d have me sing at your bar?

Is that shocking to you?

*Makes an oh face* Oooh, right, that agreement…. I *hiccup* remember now. *looks around* Well, *slurs* where’s your drink?

*looks, around frowns* You're right. Why haven't I gotten one yet? *pats Hook on the back cheerfully* I will be right back, my main man. *returns with two bottles of whiskey* Cheers.

I don’t think we have the same definition of fun…

I think that we would if you would just stop being a chicken and come dance with me. I'll give you a whole new definition of fun.

People better start going to Lucifer's

You could some sing at my place.

*Waves his hook around lackadaisically* Alcooooohol is worth more, ain’t it?

Well we've already agreed you're buying me alcohol. That's beside the point.

I think you’ve got it backwards. Scared people dance. Isn’t that why there’s the chicken dance?

No way, scared people stand there and mock the brave dancing people. The scared people always choose to either run away or do nothing while brave people actually have fun. So what will it be? Be scared or have fun?

*Laughs because of course that was just the funniest thing* Sure, why *hiccups* not? If you buy your bartender drinks *hiccups* d’you have to tip him still?

*looks at him, mock horrified* You mean, you wouldn't tip your bartender? You monster, you!

Was that supposed to hurt my party pooper attitude feelings? *Snickers as Louie dances*

Wasn't meant to do anything other than get you to dance, man. But if you're too scared ...

Shhh, maybe I am a little scared. Only a little scared. I don’t really dance in general.

*still dancing* It's okay to be scared. It's not okay to let those fears run your life. *twitches an eyebrow* C'mon.

Louie!*beams*This is absolutely fantastic

Everything is fantastic! Nothing can go wrong now!

This is..amazing

It is, H! Everything is amazing and I'm just so happy!

But… I don’t know how to dance… And if I were to get sweaty it might ruin this outfit. These aren’t sweating clothes. [shakes her head softly]

So you're gonna stop yourself from having fun just because of a little sweat? C'mon. Please. Like I'd buy that. You're just scared, aren't you?

A burger sounds nice. And fries… I miss fries. And chocolate and pizza. Not together… that would be gross. But you know, just in general.

Hmm. I think that if you took the cheese off of the pizza ... chocolate and pizza would probably go together alright. Mmm. Now I want pizza. Talking to you is making me hungry! *laughs*

I guess not. I mean, if I’m given my humanity back, I’m not going to argue. Plus, I never really forgot anything. Which is… you know, great. I want peanut butter and… anything normal humans eat really. I don’t actually drink so I don’t share that feeling. But I do share the need to taste things normal again.

Ugh! That first sip is going to be heavenly. or that first bite of ...hmm.. a burger! God, I want a burger. With bacon.

*pulls up his t-shirt and looks at where his skin used to hold a few bullet wounds* But, I… I was so close to turning fully and now I’m just human. How does that happen? How are we both completely human. I want… peanut butter.

*shrugs* I dunno. Does it matter? All that matters is that we're human! And mmmm. peanut butter. No! Beer! Ugh god I want beer that actually tastes like beer.

*puts his hand over his chest and tilts his head, then looks down at his hands* I’m… I’m human?

*adjusts the top of his pants so he can examine his hip, where the bite used to be. it's healed* I'm ... completely fixed. *grins* We're both human! Completely human!

But… This isn’t my dancing clothes.

Darling, every clothes should be your dancing clothes. *claps and points at her feet, grinning* Now dance!