The kiss took his breath away as he was spun around and held. He supposed he could understand the angel who had been lonely and waiting for his soulmate to come back for a long long time before and he could feel that longing in his hold. It caused Drake to shiver in turn. To be treasured like he was precious and special? Was an odd sensation to say the least. He allowed Gabe his moment though as they swayed.<br/><br/>But Drake couldn't be still for long when he wasn't on his knees so he moved in his grasp. "Yes there have been lots of dancing." He pulls out an older cellphone he links up the rooms sound system and plays some samples. From the foxtrot to swing to disco and other club dancing. He happily gives a small glimpse of each. Actually be felt so at least Drake stated to cast a bit of magic freely. He cast a ghost of a woman to follow the steps with as he laughed. Gabe was be interested to see that Drake was an object channel caster. The world of magic liked to divide themselves into two camps and natural casters would often scoff at those that were object casters. The object folks often did well with echanments but their magic focused on channeling and playing odd the vibrations of everyday things. They needed things to focus their magic and work through them rather than from think air. So to cast a dance partner Drake channelled through some calling cards left in the room. Much to the angels amusement as Drake had hesistated showing his magic before.