[Angel's honestly just chilling, sipping some bottled fizzy drink that tastes like fake fruit and people-watching. He watches the floppy, lanky guy immediately fall over and sort of scoot along like an uncoordinated caterpillar, then give up and roll onto his back.
And, when summoned, Angel deigns to look over and take a long, noisy sip of his beverage before replying:] I ain't innerested in learnin' modern dance, if that's whatcha doin'. Just FYI.
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And, when summoned, Angel deigns to look over and take a long, noisy sip of his beverage before replying:] I ain't innerested in learnin' modern dance, if that's whatcha doin'. Just FYI.