[ Steve literally holds onto their "table" until the others catch up, relaxing once they do; there isn't anywhere besides a couple of rickety chairs to sit on but it's a damn good leaning space he's assumed for himself and he's proud. His second drink is mostly gone by the time they arrive so he accepts Eddie's to take a swig from. ]
Guys! Guys, how do you dance in here? Are we allowed to dance? [ Why is he stage-whispering behind a hand? ] I don't know metal rules.
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Guys! Guys, how do you dance in here? Are we allowed to dance? [ Why is he stage-whispering behind a hand? ] I don't know metal rules.