Where exactly did a medieval gargoyle learn how to dance?

Rating: K
Setting: Shortly before "Eye of the Beholder"
Characters: Goliath, the Trio
Relationships: Elisa/Goliath
Warnings: None
Other Tags: Fridge Logic; everybody is a Shipper on Deck; dialogue only

"Wait wait wait, so Elisa asked you to meet up with her this Halloween?"

"Yes, of course. But I don't see what that—"

"As in, like a date?"

"She did not specify what it should be called, but I suppose that's possible…"

"Goliath, this is great! You know what you're supposed to do, right?"

"What do you mean, what I'm supposed to do? I'm meeting a friend to celebrate a holiday. I don't see how that requires anything special on my part."

"Yeah, but… do you know how to romance a human?"

"What is between Elisa and myself is not the concern of—"

"Aw, c'mon. It can't hurt to at least take her dancing."

"You think that I should what? Broadway, you must know that a human cannot hope to emulate a mating flight."

"So? All that means is that you'll have to learn how to do things the human way. Look, I even have some videos here. How hard can it be?"

"…so wait, I think that you put your hand here…"

"No no no, you've got it all wrong! Here, let me pause it for a second. There, see what that guy's doing?"

"Oh yeah, and don't forget to watch your feet. Remember, it's left right left."

"Oh come on! The last time I tried that we ended up tripping each other."

"Okay, let's try this again. And let's try this with no one falling into the gears this time."

"I must admit, Goliath, I didn't expect you to know how to dance. Where did you learn it?"

"If there's one thing I've learned, Elisa, it is that it's always worthwhile to pick up a few human skills."

A/N: Hi, I wrote and posted this in the airport terminal because I'm going to finish this collection properly if it kills me