Bruce and Christine
"Well, I can't let you be lonely now, can I?" Bruce said, an amused smile crossing his lips as Christine greeted him with a kiss on the cheek. He genuinely liked her and appreciated her general enthusiasm for everything, though those shoes looked dangerous and he made a mental note to keep an eye on her in case she needed carried out of here later.
He wrapped an arm around her waist and led her out to the dance floor. Despite being (a) relatively antisocial and (b) an angry green rage monster, Bruce was actually a skilled dancer, so he settled her in his arms and gracefully led her across the floor. "I'm sorry Stephen couldn't be here with you."