"I was never that good at dancing" The boy said with a small laugh. "I tried to learn but I think I may have two left feet."
Leading her to a table he motioned for her to sit before taking the chair next to her. Touching the pen to paper, in neat printed letters the boy wrote out 'Jenn' before pulling away so she could see. He then did it again, only this time in a series of dashes, something for her to trace.
"Just trace over the dots" he explained with a smile. "This is your name"