John | Kitty
The way this night was panning out, it was perfect. Regardless of how it landed or how much they truly remembered, the thing that was going to still be there is the good feelings they had. Until he woke up fully, got sick from the hangover, and puked his organs out of his face. Though in the now, he'd focus on the fun he was having with Kitty.
Even if it was ridiculous dances.
"Whoa." John stopped. "Is that jealousy I hear on your tongue Kitty?" Then he smirked right at her. "STOP!" He shouted at her and when she did, he was almost unable to keep his straight face. "Hammer Time!" Then proceeded to do the Hammer Dance for Kitty. "Now this one, I practiced."