Cassidy & Sam
"Alright." He waved his hand. "Serious over. After all, how serious can you actually be with a dance floor full of foam." He glanced over as one person slipped and crashed to the floor- wasn't the first, probably wouldn't be the last. But hey, that was the risk of a foam party.
Cassidy let her eat a bit, head bobbing with the music. Without thinking he started to sing quietly along with one of the songs, projecting that excited party feeling he had. The one where you just wanted to get up and dance with someone until exhaustion hit. A few lines into the song he stopped, putting a hand over his mouth. "Fuck." He muttered, glancing over to Sam.