"Let's go!" He felt great having such a pretty Muse on his arm. "Let's hope you got yourself some good shoes." He'd happily dance until he collapsed. This was the kind of event that put Wolfgang in his element, and of course a little wine. Which he topped off a glass before hitting the dance floor.
There were tons of costume clad people, some more outfits stranger than others. As they started theory first dance hr spied a piano over in the corner. It was empty for now, but it wouldn't be later.