Re: Dance Floor
R fought down a blush at the praise, ignoring how it made him feel lighter, like he was dancing on air based solely on those few words. "I am a man of many talents," he said instead, dishing himself up another glass of butterbeer. He'd need plenty to get through the night, it seemed, if that was to be a repeat performance. "And I'm sure you would do the same for me. I'll be sure to alert you the next time someone grabs my ass."