"Surely?!" Much said, curling his fingers over the embroidered fabric at her waist, stepping in toward her. "Oh look at that, it does come back to you," he said, after a few more steps, and none of them onto either her feet or her dress. It had been a long time, but he'd lived through the decades when social dances were the best way to meet girls. Turned out his body remembered what to do, after all. He grinned at her and closed his hand more firmly around hers, to spin her round in a tighter little circle.
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