Re: Dance Floor
Gracie giggled in glee, muffling herself against his shoulder. "I think you're pretty too," she told him in a conspiratorial whisper. "And I think your thighs are perfect. Do you know what's best about big thighs? There's more room in your lap for dogs." She nodded, turning it into bopping along to the music.
She grinned even wider at the blatant cuddling. "I'm glad," she said. "I mean, you can say no to him if you want, but I'm glad you came." She blinked up at him as well, then burst out laughing, shoving a hand over her mouth. "Oh, not my real boyfriend, it's - well it's a long story but basically I accidentally asked Wan to be my Halloween boyfriend because he didn't have a costume so he's going as Carlos, and Carlos is Cecil's boyfriend. And a scientist! And I'm Cecil!" She pointed at herself. "Hello, listeners," she purred in her radio-host voice again. "Cecil here." Unfortunately the effect was ruined when she started giggling again at Bucky's reaction to Steve. "I don't want to know what your brain looks like right now because I know it's gross. Don't think gross things when I'm here, since I'm just a baby even though I'm only two years younger than you." She stuck her tongue out at him.