"I dunno. We clique." Sometimes, you just knew when you had something that worked. Akaya had a good instinct about this sort of thing, so he trusted in it. Creativity and inspiration couldn't be cooked up in a board room by people who knew nothing about the craft. Akaya had a vision for the band, and his bandmates understood it. You felt a vibe, and you followed it, that was all.

Speaking of which.

Akaya glanced at Omi and without warning, plucked his drink out of his hand and pushed it to the bar along with his.

"Let's dance." He waved him over to the floor with a grin.