"I'll be sure to give you the best Nikes on this side of the island. Instead of Red Bull giving you wings,I'll make it happen in the form of a shoe." Aasta smirked,her dark eyes gleaming under the neon lights.
Determined to have a good night like she was already,Aasta followed his movemnets,the flow of the music entering her like the alcohol did earlier. She would need more to be more reckless but she was having a blast.
"If I step on your feet I apologize in advance. I'm not entirely coordinated. Unless acrchery,sparring or swordfighting is concerned." She admitted.