"Not at all, so long as respect is held and the rules followed all are welcome here." A dip of her head followed, along with a cant of pale eyes towards the dance floor.
She held out her hand to him, palm up, "Come then and dance with me?"
The gothic/industrial music continued to flow with it's heavy bass thrum and sensual melodies, bodies writhing together in a dance that was both mutual of them all and solitary unto themselves filled the floor.