"Thanks," Nick said, rocking to his feet with one hand on the table. His knees weren't quite as cooperative as they used to be. He sat and picked up his coffee. "You should come dancing with us," he said on impulse. "I mean, if it's the dancing you go for rather than the hooking up bit of it? Buncha guys in varying shades of gay, all of whom really like dancing with girls. What could be safer?"