JP/Isadora
"Life's not fun without a little trouble," he countered with a shrug.
He raised his to her as well and knocked back the rest of his beer, setting the empty on the bar top. "I'm good on a dance floor. I've got rhythm and shit."
JP shook his head. "Hey, babe, not me saying that - we were voted the best this year. Sorry, but we got the prize." He gave her an open, admiring look. "I'll give you the bikinis though, if all Brazilian women are as hot as you."