[A breathy laugh escapes her and she curls her arms around his neck, staying close once their lips press together and staying there. She feels light on her feet, music around them comforting and immersing her in her element. Drinks help and the lack of responsibility resting on her shoulders gives her time to relax. To be a dumb flirt in a bar kissing a rather cute guy, long and tender with her hands running up through his hair.]