"Trainee Healer Singh," AJ corrected her, kindly. "That's why I can't stay too long." He felt it was necessary to keep repeating that, so he'd have some public accountability to hold himself to it.
"One Sex on the Beach, coming right up," he promised, and wove his way back through the crowd to acquire one, and a beer for himself. When he returned and handed Lavender her fresh drink, he tugged on her arm and tried to gesture for her to step off the dance floor with him. Although he'd promised to dance with her, it really wasn't his favorite activity, particularly when he was trying not to slosh his drink all over his dance partner.