"to be honest, i don't even like that movie," wade shrugs as he picks up the shot glass; he raises it in a little toast and then downs it in a quick, smooth motion. he's very grateful for the free drink, getting drunk on his own dime is always annoying, especially when he's a bit dry on funds. like right now. there hasn't been much work for him at the farm lately and the motel job can only get him so far. he might have to ask around for something extra. but that's not a concern for tonight, right now wade's very focused on getting wasted. "it's that fucking snowman. motherfucker's too annoying."
"fuck off," wade says, mouth open as he stares at them. "get out of my brain, dude. fast car is a fucking masterpiece. best love song ever. i probably butcher it everytime i try to sing it but i do my best. if you wanna know my wild card, cher is a close second. i do a mean if i could turn back time," he chuckles. wade picks up his beer bottle but finds it empty—a disappointment he'll have to fix soon. "what about you? i feel like you're either a bruce springsteen person or like some other dad rock shit."
dani lifts theirs, lightly clinking it against wade's before taking it back, fully wincing – despite all their efforts, they had not mastered the art of taking a shot without pulling a face. "because it's bad. it's bad. elsa should've been a lesbian, it wouldn't saved the franchise," they said, as they the words weren't riding the wave of vodka fumes. "but fuck that snowman, he should have melted."
dani chuckled, raising their hand in a subtle gesture of 'two more, when you have time' – something that was just as likely to be ignored as it was to be perceived. "okay, that could hurt, but bruce is a master of lyricism. i'm on fire is like, objectively, a perfect song. but the answer, if you must know, is mmmbop. the key to a perfect karaoke song is 'wait, those are the lyrics?'" dani re-enacted, surprise performance too dramatic to land anywhere near sincere, "and 'oh my god, i can't believe they hit the high notes of an eleven year old boy.'" dani grinned, holding up the newly delivered second shot like the first hadn't nearly done them in. "what do ya say, partner? duet? i'm like, scary good at nickelback. if you say you don't know any, you're lying, and i'm telling everyone they're your favorite band."















