Ellie grinned broadly. "Have we just started? Started what?" She took another eager sip from the red cup, swaying on her feet. "What's next?"
The tone was playful, cajoling. Miah would know better than anyone what Ellie wanted to do next -- keep dancing and carrying on, of course, for as long as there was the chance. Not that they didn't carry on otherwise, but the night was young and there was something about the mood, the happiness of the occasion. It made her forget the things that might have otherwise kept her silent, and Ellie had resolved to try harder at being a person. A participant.
She reached out with her palm open, waiting for Miah's hand. "Let'ssssgo." The words slurred, and her grin softened, color rising in her cheeks. "Dance. Dancing. Us. Now."