"Badly," she said with a small laugh. "I only wanted to be a dancer once, for about five minutes, when I was terribly young," she admitted, motioning toward the pole. "I do know how to swing around one of those passably, though." She smiled again. "They made lovely jungle gyms as a child."
She slipped off her coat, and she laid it across the booth's seat before sliding in, and she watched James once she'd settled. James moved like a dancer, and Ella watched with a fascinated curiosity. "Are you truly as confident as you seem?" she finally asked, inquisitively blunt.