Harry D and OTA (multiples welcome)
Harry had escorted Jean to the dance, wearing a nice tuxedo that was colored a subdued purple so dark it was almost black. They danced some together, and now and then wandered off from one another to talk to others. Happier than he had been in a long time,
Harry was off grabbing a drink and looking around on his way back from the bathroom, and just smiling like there was no tomorrow.