Jace and Clary
"Of course I have mad dancing skills," he said, as if her concern was the craziest thing in the world. "I mean, how couldn't I? Isn't fighting just a different sort of dancing?"
Valentine had insisted that he take lessons when he was young, too, so he was quite educated in different forms of dance in addition to his natural grace.
He grinned impishly, a look meant for Clary and Clary alone.
"Would you like to see me dance naked on a table?"
He was hoping to get a blush out of her. That would make everything worth it.