liam smirks at the other, shaking his head a bit. “listen, i know you’re only doing your job and all, but i’m a dancer. it’s what i do, too. i don’t think it’ll take me too long to get this down.” all of the steps are mapped out in his head, from what she had showed him; all he has to do now is prove to her that he does in fact have it down, and he can get home early for once.
he thinks he has it down, anyway. eagerness to get home and eat combined with exhaustion and only truly paying half attention, as well as a dash of hubris leads to failure—it shows when the music starts and after only a few beats, he already freezes.