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"But you came here a year ago, from Israel, yeah? Did you know, I've never even been out of the country? I'd love to travel. I always wanted to travel. When I was little, I did ballet, because I thought I would get to go all over the world, all abroad...everywhere... If I'd had been really good, I could have dance in France or Russia or somewhere."

"I guess I've been to a few places, but not to places I'd particularly wanted to go to. Apart from Israel and now America obviously, I've only been to... uh, wait... Libya... Lebanon, I think.... yeah Lebanon, Ethiopia and Sudan. I was fucking gonna go to Chad of all places but thank god I was sent to Ethiopia instead. Ethiopia was cool, I guess." The mentioning of Sudan had sparked a very brief feeling of animosity, but it passed again before he could even consciously identify it. "My little sister does ballet, she's like seven or eight. You should start again. Then you can go to France and Russia, and I'll be your manager or something and go with 'cause I wanna go to Russia too."

"I used to dance en pointe, too... I bet I could still do it..."

His eyes glanced upwards and his brows furrowed together in thought, before finally they relaxed again. "I have no idea what that is, but ok, cool. And that is a very good idea." he made a grab for the bottle of vodka as she thrust it at him, and leant back again, watching her. Ezra took another large swig of vodka and then laughed as she doubled over, nearly choking. Luckily he made a fast recovery. Ezra folded one arm over his stomach, while the other dangled limply over the armrest of the bench, though his hand maintained a steady-enough grip on the bottle neck.

His eyes widened as she began to spin and he promptly put the bottle of vodka beside him, before he dropped it or something. Wow. She was indeed very good, even though it had only been four little spins, and that while being completely drunk on nearly a whole bottle of hard liquor only proved her underlying talent even further. To him, anyway. When she finally stumbled to a finish and curtseyed, he applauded, clapping loudly and whistling through his teeth. "Wow, that was awesome. What else can you do?" After a few moments of examining the vodka, and realising the amount was beginning to dwindle, he carefully took the bottle from Natasha, had another hefty gulp, and then handed it back to her. So he was a greedy drinking partner to have around.

{ o o c // meh, sorry for the crappy post. D: it's past 01:00 and my brain's gone AWOL. xD }