Summary:

Shane’s face lit up with recognition at the song. “Oh, wait, I like this one!”
Ilya watched in amused confusion as Shane stood suddenly and followed a bunch of Metros onto the dance floor. The remaining Metros hooted and hollered after him.
Hayden grinned at the sight. “Right on the dot, three drink Shane.”
Ilya looked at Hayden with an inquisitive look. “Three drink Shane?”
Hayden nodded sagely. “We’ve only seen it twice. Because he hardly ever drinks and rarely more than one drink. But three drink Shane likes to dance.”