Hovering around the edges wasn't Terrence's style, either. It was a little bit odd, maybe, how he felt quite at home here even without the alcohol, but he wasn't worried about it. Anywhere that people could dance and let loose was a fun place, as far as Terrence was concerned.
He could feel the alcohol warming him a bit from the inside as he followed Zach, or maybe that was all the body heat in the room. When they found their spot, he did a little spin, wishing he'd brought his fedora so he could flip it onto his head, but if he got too crazy tonight, he probably would have lost the hat. Just as well.
Not paying attention to anyone around them, he started to dance, moving instinctively to the beat, and grinned at Z.