Re: Dance Floor
Gracie grinned, moving them to sway along with the music (she'd already punched herself and one first year in the face, maybe she should avoid flailing quite as much). "They're the hottest fashion right now in Night Vale," she said in her best radio-announcer voice, pitched low and melodious. "You'll have to get a pair sometime. They're itchy and uncomfortable, as is the law according to the City Council." She giggled and rested her head on his chest. "I'm having lots of fun! Although I need more candy. I'm trying to avoid a sugar crash before the party's over 'cause after this I'm gonna fall asleep for like, a billion hours and I'll need a true love's kiss to wake me up or something."
She pushed her arms up to wrap around his neck instead of his middle so she could look him in the face (or, mask, as it were). "What about you? Are you having a good time?"