[ Poe turns to face Finn, reaching out and taking his hands. ]
Alright, follow my lead.
[ He goes slow enough that Finn can see what he's doing, but he's definitely getting more into it than he was before - pulling Finn close every few steps and even turning him around, once. It's enough of a show that other people are starting to give them more space, or look over and watch - though that might be more because of how famous Poe is than how good his dancing is. ]
[ Finn's smile doesn't falter once, stepping in time with Poe's movements and paying rapt attention. So much so that he doesn't actually notice or care about the circle that's formed around them.
It doesn't take long before Finn's... at least intermediate at this new dance. Not as good as Poe but he's getting there. ] I'm almost a natural. [ It's a joke since he thinks he's awful at this. But it's fun! ]
[finally, archie returns. it looks a little like... he just hulked out the tux and ripped the arms off? why is he like this? that doesn't even belong to him! he's chosen a coat with a little tail, at least. he looks alright, even with the new ugly scar stretching up one arm and the tattoos down the other. he's not-- if this was real, he wouldn't be allowed in.]
Yo, yo! [he chirps, rejoining the two. why is his hair mussed up? probably best not to ask.] I'm gonna, ah, bounce soon. Gotta... do something. With... someone. It's important.
[a beat. he saunters over, seemingly trying to direct finn back to poe.]
Uh-- not like that. It turns out I can gain Charlie's forgiveness if I do something for him. Not what you're thinking, you sick fucks. I just need to help him with something with his grandma later on.
Oh. Oh, now Finn gets it. He's caught between extremes now. He doesn't want to push Archie like Poe's trying to do but he doesn't want him to think he's not wanted either. Finn still follows the direction, though, bumping gently into Poe's shoulder. ]
If you're sure. [ Finn's got the puppy dog eyes on full blast right now, fyi. ] I still owe you a dance, you know. [ Because he just decided. ]
[ He considers being a petulant baby and telling them to go ahead and dance without him but he decides that since Archie clearly conceded a little (even if he is gripping too hard), that he should maybe not be an ass. ]
[ Oh. Finn smiles again, clearly delighted by this turn of events. ]
Right, Poe showed me a few dances you probably already know. See? [ Still keeping his hand in Archie's, he provides a few steps that are actually damn near perfect. ] Put your hand on my shoulder.
Awful bold of you to assume I know a single thing.
[he follows finn's directions-- though honestly as bad a dancer as he is when he watches them to properly take the steps in, he can do it relatively alright. he gets the steps in the wrong order, somehow, but it's not a complete failure.]
[ Poe relaxes, a little, once Archie gets into it. Force, he's an idiot. An absolute idiot. He'd apologize to Archie later but there was no way he was letting the man abandon him now.
After they dance for a bit (and Poe shows off some spectacular moves), he peels away with a grin. ]
[ Either Finn doesn't know that Archie's getting wrong, doesn't care, or some mix of both. ] Yeah, you got it! [ Finn gets his arm around Archie's waist, bringing into the best charleston dance he could manage, which... is all right, really. Nothing to complain about.
He does glance over when Poe breaks off before looking back to his dancing partner. ] Do you have time for drinks?
I don't know what's strong and what isn't. The fruity ones are okay, right? I saw one with raspberries.
[ Finn had considered trying it but maybe at some other point in the night. For the moment, while getting Archie's order, he was watching his footwork. ]
I can't believe how well you took to fruity ones... [he says, snorting, while looking down and watching his footwork, as finn is, until poe comes back.
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Alright, follow my lead.
[ He goes slow enough that Finn can see what he's doing, but he's definitely getting more into it than he was before - pulling Finn close every few steps and even turning him around, once. It's enough of a show that other people are starting to give them more space, or look over and watch - though that might be more because of how famous Poe is than how good his dancing is. ]
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It doesn't take long before Finn's... at least intermediate at this new dance. Not as good as Poe but he's getting there. ] I'm almost a natural. [ It's a joke since he thinks he's awful at this. But it's fun! ]
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Yo, yo! [he chirps, rejoining the two. why is his hair mussed up? probably best not to ask.] I'm gonna, ah, bounce soon. Gotta... do something. With... someone. It's important.
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Wait, what? We just got here!
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At the same time, judging by his overall Look, he can kind of guess what important thing has come up. ] You work fast.
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[a beat. he saunters over, seemingly trying to direct finn back to poe.]
Uh-- not like that. It turns out I can gain Charlie's forgiveness if I do something for him. Not what you're thinking, you sick fucks. I just need to help him with something with his grandma later on.
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You can still dance for a bit now, right?
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Oh. Oh, now Finn gets it. He's caught between extremes now. He doesn't want to push Archie like Poe's trying to do but he doesn't want him to think he's not wanted either. Finn still follows the direction, though, bumping gently into Poe's shoulder. ]
If you're sure. [ Finn's got the puppy dog eyes on full blast right now, fyi. ] I still owe you a dance, you know. [ Because he just decided. ]
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I didn't say I was leaving now, ya dramatic idiots. [he grins.] 'Sides, I gotta see if either of ya dance as well sober as when you do drunk! Come on!
[he grabs both their hands, yanking them back into the dancing crowd. maybe a little overtight on poe's.]
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Finn, teach him the charleston.
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Right, Poe showed me a few dances you probably already know. See? [ Still keeping his hand in Archie's, he provides a few steps that are actually damn near perfect. ] Put your hand on my shoulder.
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[he follows finn's directions-- though honestly as bad a dancer as he is when he watches them to properly take the steps in, he can do it relatively alright. he gets the steps in the wrong order, somehow, but it's not a complete failure.]
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After they dance for a bit (and Poe shows off some spectacular moves), he peels away with a grin. ]
Okay, drinks. I need drinks--
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He does glance over when Poe breaks off before looking back to his dancing partner. ] Do you have time for drinks?
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Ah! 'Course I do! Nothin' strong though, please! I'll go over on my ass!
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[ Finn had considered trying it but maybe at some other point in the night. For the moment, while getting Archie's order, he was watching his footwork. ]
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Alright, here we go. [ Finn's is significant the least fruity of the three, since Poe's is white and delicate with a little swirl of lemon on top. ]
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he takes whichever drink he figures is his
(the lemon one, sorry poe)
...and downs half of it in one.]
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But Poe's back with his sharp looking drink, and he slows the dance way down to take it off of Poe's hands. ] Hey, thank you.
[ A sip and-... Not great. Not bad, though. Definitely sipping this one. ]
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[ He sighs, and seeing Finn’s face after sipping his drink, hands himt he blue one. ]
Here - you might like this better. I need to get another— [ And he’s off again. ]
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But it nearly goes all over the couple dancing next to him when Archie speaks up. ]
I don't keep track of- Wait, who?
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[he shakes his head.]
Maybe I should go off and let you two to dance the night away, huh? I don't wanna interrupt.
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[ Doesn't he? Did Poe not want to be here? And Archie didn't want to be here either?
Is it Finn that's the problem? Should he leave- No, no. Slow down. That's anxiety talking. Think this through. ]
Why do you think that?
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Dunno. I'm probably wrong. He's a weird one, I almost never know what he's thinking, if I'm honest.
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