Jericho and open (Featuring Lizzy) - Late, but party still going
Jericho watched as his daughter danced with whoever would dance with her- and by herself when they wouldn't. A warm smile rested on his lips as he chuckled at her... questionable dance moves. Not that he'd ever admit them to her. It was getting late, and while he rarely set a curfew bed time for her, he did frequently make her retire to the tent before things got too ruckus at night with drunken roustabouts. He was making an exception for the wedding- even though there was plenty of drinking.
Eventually, the time came where he noticed those signs of sleep coming over his girl. She'd deny it, try to keep pushing herself, but he knew better. Getting up from his seat he walked over to her recent dance partner and bowed slightly. Lizzy beamed up at him with half-lidded eyes. "May I cut in?" He asked, looking to her partner with a knowing look.