'Oh boy,' Alexander thought, laughing while he watched Muir dance off. He returned to his bed and turned his music back on and sang softly:
"Last Christmas, I gave you my heart,
But the very next day, you gave it away..."
Muir came out of the shower nearly half an hour later, sighing contentedly as he wetly tramped his way to his room. He'd dried off enough to put on his clothes, but being a water demon, he tended to always be wet or at least damp.