[ It's not so much a compliment as it is a fact, but JJ takes it as one nonetheless, straightening up his shoulders and holding his chin slightly higher. The music eases them into a leisurely spin, and JJ's hold on Percival becomes more and more an embrace than properly dancing form.

Until, eventually, he just has an arm slung over Percival's shoulders. ]

You're great, Percival. Why don't we drink? [ He likes to think he can lead Percival around, a hand on his back to guide them both toward the bar to pick up some drinks. ] I hope I get drunk enough to forget a lot of the night, but I'll definitely remember what a good friend you are.