“Of course it was,” she said, giving him a look that said she was more than onto him.
Sitting around just talking wasn’t in her book of cards though. She couldn’t sit and do just one thing for any extended amount of time unless it was a lot of fun. There was music going and she liked to dance. She looked him over debating if he had any rhythm when it came to dancing. It wasn’t as if he really needed it. It was just another excuse to move around and feel each other up.
“Are you drunk enough to give me a dance before we decide what to do about this dress?” she asked curiously.