The touch to her arm almost made her flinch. In the state Gabrielle was in, she only wanted to be touched by the Turpin sisters. Trying to be polite, she kept on dancing, not noticing Lisa nearby. Her hand grabbed, the young woman tried to resist the tug.
"Umm...merci."
Her discomfort growing, she wasn't strong enough to resist the tug. Brought closer to Cara, her dancing slowed as her fun plummeted. This was becoming something other then fun and friendly.