Vala and Sherlock
"I would hate to be the cause of you dancing alone, if it is not what you desire." He offered her a small smile as he spoke, as he gently guided her around the dance floor. He had never been truly fond of dancing, but he did know how. He had learned to dance, among other skills.
"Lovely to meet you, Vala. I am Sherlock Holmes."
He wasn't quite sure what had compelled him to dance with a complete stranger just then, but he wasn't complaining. Yet.
Unless Jessica saw and wasn't happy about the situation.