"I'd like that," Aden offered and then slapped her ass right there in the middle of the dance floor, squeezing at it as he pulled her just a bit closer, whisking her along the dance floor as they moved. Loosening up a bit as he just talked to her, joking with her, "I do too need to be drunk. Being drunk keeps me from being self-conscious."
He then shook his head, "I don't know, with you around I don't really like being good. It's a bad thing to be as a cop, you know, but maybe I could behind a special dance. Whatever that might entail..."