Kate and T'Challa
Step on her feet? Perish the thought. "No, never - cats are usually quite graceful and I am no exception," T'Challa assured, also teasing a little - his tone was jovial, and he was happy to head out onto the dance floor so they could ease into the crowd already out there partaking in the waltzes. Did he know how? Yes, of course. Part of being a king, his royal upbringing, was learning things like this.
It helped that he was a strong leader, anyway - when it came to waltzing, that was often all you needed. Thus, he assumed the position - one on her waist, the other hand in hers. And the rest fell into place easily, when he went through the steps - a box on the floor, with a bit of a turn. "Are you having a nice time here on the first day?"