"Pilot yes, con man... well we all know you could con the pants off the pope," she smirked at that. "But espionage and spy games?" she squeezed his arm. "Now those are stories that I'd pay to hear. You, my dear captain have been holding out on me."
Smiling she watched as he got up. Her smile only got bigger as the band started another song. She placed her hand in his. "It would be my pleasure." She smoothly stood from the booth and followed Jack to the dancefloor. It had been forever since she had danced. Possibly at her cousin's wedding last Easter. But here? In the midst of a different era entirely... there was something almost magical about it. Especially as the song played. She took her cues from Jack, following his steps - finding that this outfit was perfect for dancing. She was going to keep it. "You're very light on your feet," she said with a smile. Not that she was surprised.