Majima spends less time focusing on the bar's response and more time keeping up with the dance, the lyrics, and Harley herself. It's awkward negotiating both the mic and graceful dancing. He saves some of his better moves for the bridge, even attempting some of the signature lifts from the movie -- or as much as the small stage allows without smacking Harley into any of the AV equipment.

As the song fades out, he unceremoniously drops the mic with a feedback-filled thud and draws his partner in tight for a kiss. This garners a few wolf whistles and at least one "Get a room!"

He holds her hand and leads her off the stage and back to the shot-filled table. He immediately laughs at the sight. "Damn, Amelia-chan. Ya gettin' real generous with those drinks. Makes me think ya wanna see us all sauced up or somethin'."

He immediately knocks back one of the red ones with a sharp hiss. Nice and strong.