As if hypnotized, Allegra wordlessly followed Gwenog onto the dancefloor. The view of her backside made her think again of the magazine that she absolutely did not have stashed away as a guilty pleasure.
And she knew, she just knew somewhere in the back of her mind, that if she were sober she wouldn't be doing this, but the alcohol was making her a little uninhibited. When she reached the dancefloor, she stepped close enough to Gwenog to speak into her ear, even as her hips started moving to the music almost instinctively. "What exactly is it that you know?"