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[True, Cogsworth has that sniff down to a fine art. ]

It is not garish, it's just different. Embrace it!

[Stop being boring :| ]

I can hear the incredulous tone, you know. I might have actually found something fun for you, you might be surprised.

[Miracles can happen. They probably won't though, he's making a beeline for some shady looking building where people are handing out glowsticks. ]

[It's because of his adorable little nose, you know. That nose could do sniffs well worth it all.]

I am trying.

[Desperately hard.]

All right, let's just see what you have.

[Miracles can do happen. He's just not sure they are happening here.]

[It was absolutely the adorable little nose. ]

Try harder.

[He'll hop over to the door, flashing one of the alien ladies a charming smile as he does so. He's absolutely picking up some glowsticks, which are a hundred times easier to work when you have actual fingers. ]

Look at these! They glow in the dark, they will be perfect.

[Lumière, YOU glow in the dark.]

[You love that nose. Just admit it.]

What would you like me to do, wave my arms about in the air and give out a Whoop of delight?

[Which he then pantomimed exactly. See? At least he's having fun mocking you?]

...Lumiere. You realize that - never mind. Give me one.

[He's a candle how does he forget his head is a candle?]

[He does, he really does.]

If you could perhaps do it a litle less sarcastically, that would be fine.

[Because he has his mind on other things, wow, Cogsworth, wow. He hands his clock buddy one, slinging another round his neck...which instantly drapes around his arms because he's the wrong shape for this kind of thing.

He turns and grins at Cogsworth, there's a loud WUB WUB WUB coming from the building they're about to go in. ]

Are you ready for the time of your very boring life?

[See that adorable nose wrinkle at you, before he lets out a huff of a dry laugh.]

Impossible. I do everything sarcastically, you should know this by now.

[He manages to wiggle the light over his neck and takes a moment to knot one end so it will stay off, then sighs at Lumiere as he reaches over to tie it tighter around Lumiere's tiny brass shoulders.]

As soon as I keep you from tripping over your brightly colored glow stick ... yes, fine, all right.

Oh, if you must.

[You are a good friend, Cogsworth, thank you for not leaving him to break his neck.

...Metaphorically, anyway. He flashes Cogsworth one of his winning smiles, and as soon as the job is done,
he is hopping off towards the rave. It's dark and loud and seedy, so of course Lumière loves it.]

Come on then! It's a party!

Yes, I must I must.

[Huffy huff. You're very welcome.

Beyond that, this smile is more than enough to have him hobbling off after Lumiere. Honestly, as soon as he is inside, beyond the Noise and the People ... it rather feels like home. Dark. Gloomy. There is even old red velvet everywhere.]

... what kind of party?

[It did rather remind him of court as well, well done Lumiere.]

[There's a dancefloor, where people of various alien races mosh together to music that...doesn't really have a place in their time period, waving their glow sticks about the place. This little alcove is at least above all of them. So Cogsworth doesn't have to worry about being trodden on or being thrust too into he throng. Clearly, Lumière has plans to head that way eventually. ]

They call is a rave! It is a very modern thing, apparently. Very lively, no?

[Cogsworth looks down at the teeming masses of dancing ... people, with their glowing sticks and odd faces that are not human. They are all moving around as if they have some sort of mental disorder. Cogsworth is not entirely certain they don't have one.]

Ah. Yes. If that is what passes for 'lively' around here ... why is it a rave? [He frowns as he looks around.] And what is that terrible noise?

That is just the name they have for this kind of dancehall.

[He turns to Cogsworth and grins. ]

It is music, Cogsworth! It has quite a beat, no?

Ah! Well, they do look like raving lunatics, so I appreciate the appropriateness of their name.

[Cogsworth moves his little wooden legs to one of the older dances, and frowns.]

Are you certain? You cannot dance to it. I mean - it does have a very good beat. Just ... not one you could revielle to.

You do not need to suck the fun out of everything, you know, mon ami.

[Just enjoy yourself for once, Cogsworth, jeez. Lumiere laughs at that ridiculous notion, and of course decides to prove Cogsworth wrong by doing just that.

...Or the closest approximation to dancing he can manage on a single not-even-a-leg. He bounces a circle around Cogsworth, then bounces off him. Look, you can't really do a hip-bump when you don't have hips, he's trying okay.]

Just let the music move you. Loosen up for a change!

[Cogsworth gives him one of his Best Flat Looks. Excuse you, he came here did he not? That is ... pretty darned loose for Cogsworth! He walked into a place that looks like it hasn't been cleaned for about a hundred years and agreed to dance.

Right now he's practically being a wanton.

He let out a Long Put Upon Sigh, wrinkled his Adorable Nose, and started wiggling his little wooden legs along with what he assumed was one of the beats of the music. That added in a little wooden hip shimmy.

But he does start to get into it, because, well. He has always loved dancing.]

[This is pretty good going for Cogsworth. He's marginally impressed. Lumière thought he'd have run off in a huff when they got to the glowsticks. Good job, buddy, you're being marginally cool.

He laughs happily, because this is fun and he finally got Cogsworth to have fun. That, in of itself, is a miracle as far as he's concerned. He dances pretty well for someone without any real discernible legs. Years of practise. ]

See? This is fun, no?

[Cogsworth has his MOMENTS ... not many of them but he has his moments. Just like Lumiere has his moments of being serious - as few and far between as those are.

He does get a little grin from Cogsworth, as he dipped from side to side, on all of his little wooden legs. Because well look at that, they're dancing together.]

Yes ... it is rather ... amusing, is it not?

[Once in a blue moon, and all that. And wow, Cogsworth, if you wanted to dance with him, all you had to do was ask. Wow. He'll happily bounce along, no fucks given. ]

There you go! Even you can let lose once in a while, mon ami. You'll feel better for it.

[This is just prove that magic and miracles happen, as far as Cogsworth was concerned. Especially when they started to dance around one another.]

Yes this is ... quite pleasant!

[And tiring.]

[You've been a trooper, Cogsworth, and Lumière isn't completely without mercy. Once the music stops he stops dancing, but that mega-watt smile is still beaming away. He got Cogsworth to have fun. He wins at...something. Whatever their decades-long friendly war is. He's won a match of that. He's sure. ]

See? Don't you feel better for unwinding a little?

[Yes. The clock pun was absolutely deliberate. ]

[Cogsworth huffed out a breath, panting a little as he looked around and then over at Lumiere with his own goofy sort of smile.]

Oh har dee har har.

[Still, through the smirk is still the smile.]

[Oh, but it's all worth it for that goofy smile. It's always nice to see, he'd do just about anything to see it more often. ]

Still, I will keep my promise. You can choose the next thing we do, and I will endure it. Even if it's boring.

[He would bet a month's ratings that it would be. ]

[And now, Cogsworth's small blue eyes gleamed.]

Anything? Even if you find it as interesting as watching paint dry?

[He knows he's going to regret this one day, but he is a man of his word. He mimes crossing his
currently non-existent heart with his contently non-existent hand. ]

Anything. With minimal complaining.

[Which is not to say there won't be any AT ALL. He's not that charitable. ]

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