[ Of course, there's no intentions for romance. Merely a good time between allies. Her smile grows bigger when he agrees to her request - not that she'd allow him to refuse otherwise - and she walks with him to the dance floor. ]

Not to worry, I know the simplest of moves. Merely follow my lead, and you'll be as graceful as a swan... if you have swans in your world, I suppose.

[ It's difficult to do a metaphor when you all come from different worlds. Regardless! After a curtsy, she keeps her hand in his, the other on his shoulder, and begins to step - slowly, so he can keep up. One step back, to the right, up, to the left, and repeat. Back, Right, Up, Left... ]