[ said slyly as she tugs him the rest of the way. they're on the edge of the dance floor, at the least, and she guides his hands to their proper resting spots on her waist. hers come up to rest on his shoulders, and since she has no idea what his range of dancing involves, so she won' try to get him to do anything fancier than just swaying to the music. ]
Don't worry; nobody's going to care that you're wearing flowers. Half these people don't even know who you are.