He almost growled at her comment about the song before taking a deep breath. "You know I do not like this trash they insist on calling music. Where is the Mozart? Where is the Bach? Or if you are insisting on modern, what about the Beatles or the Rolling Stones?" he questioned.
He grinned when she snatched the flask away though. "Dance with the what? What is this Spring Princess? Whoever it is, I would not like to dance with her. I will not be dancing at all tonight," he said stubbornly. He wasn't dancing... unless Faith said he was.