Elodie’s POV
The fast-paced, rhythmic beat of the backing music kicks in over the speakers. The room falls completely silent as everyone watches the two men lock eyes and nod.
On the exact same beat, both men reach down, grip two heavy glass bottles by their necks, and launch them into the air. The bottles spin in tight, mesmerizing arcs under the bright studio spotlights. In one effortless, synchronized motion, Everett and Leif catch the bottles by their bases, flip them upside down, and pour long, steady streams of liquid straight into their metal shakers without spilling a single drop.
‘Look at that timing!’ Fallon calls out from the sidelines.
Without missing a beat, they flick their wrists, sending the bottles spinning over their shoulders to catch them behind their backs. They to
