"You have an Instagram?" Magnus teased. He knew enough about the mortal world to know about foodie porn. It was just another type of sensuality in his book.

"Dancing at those clubs is not that hard, you know." Magnus moved to hop onto the kitchen counter, totally at ease now, totally willing and ready to tease Alec while he ordered the food.

"I can teach you. It's just finding the rhythm. Moving with your hips." There was a wink there. "Much the same as the slower music.

Though, you're right," he allowed. "There's something to be said for more feeling in the music."