Re: 8:55pm, on the dance floor (Kami, Jack)
"Everyone keeps saying that," she answered with barely a pause. Her eyes were focused somewhere around his breastbone, unseeing and distant as if she were trying to will herself away. Strangely, though, her fingers wound more firmly with his even as her body seemed ready to squirm away from the hold of his other hand. "I don't know why. It doesn't really count when you do the asking."
Kami swallowed and he watched her worry her bottom lip with white teeth. If she had been wearing lipstick at any point, it appeared to be all gone by this point. She drew a sudden, slow breath and her eyes flicked up to his. Catching him staring, she scowled slightly before she could control herself. "So... Are you having fun?" she asked after a moment and her voice ached with politeness.