[This is so utterly ridiculous. But yet, fun, and that makes it okay enough after her two and a third beers to grin and say] You'd better be as good on your feet as you are with words.
[And then slipping away to select a new song that seems to suit her mysterious companion all too well.]
[She gets most of the way back and cocks an eyebrow, silently asking if he's up for it.]