Molly & Gabe
Gabe frowned just a little at her words, the meaning clear as she tapped her head. She was a mind-reader. Her words indicated she had given the picture to him, but it didn't feel like a Vision did. It just seemed like - well stronger visual thoughts than he usually had. He preferred doing to imagining.
And doing right now was dancing. Moving to the music, hands on her waist, hips with her arms around his neck. And a subtle pull to keep dancing, to stay close to her now that they were dancing.