Amused and tickled by his outrageous flirting, the curvy brunette mirrored his position on the other side of the elevator after pressing the button marked 6. "A whole lot sexy," she agreed with a cat-and-cream smile. "And variety. Lots of variety."
Something he had mentioned in passing, though, really caught her attention and she tilted her head to one side. "Dancing?" she repeated. "Oh, God, really? Please tell me you're not lying." At his raised eyebrow, she giggled and shrugged. Her free hand made a vague gesture towards the rest of the building outside the elevator. "It's like pulling teeth to get most men to dance and I love it so much. Solo time is fine but who wants to get rusty when it comes to partners?"