"Oh come on Trouble, those are two totally different things. I'm good and grinding and thrusting, this is gyrating and spinning and all those sorts of things you do when you're athletic and good at moving," He grinned and shook his head watching her, then rolled his eyes, "Fine, I'll come out there, but when I suck it's on you."
He shrugged, "It wasn't my intention, but if it happened it happened; though, seems I have the opportunity to bring someone home right in front of me now," He chuckled and moved with her towards said dance floor, and he began to dance... poorly. He was like a stick sort of just jerking in the wind a bit.