Sally had been looking at Wayne's drawings when he asked the question. It made her close her eyes and it pretty much confirmed how she suspected how this talk was going to go. Sally sighed again, and made herself comfortable laying at the foot of the bed.
"Yes, I had a very good time dancing with Harold." Sally paused and bit her lip. She craned her neck and just looked at Wayne for a few seconds. "I...We..." Sally groaned. "I like Harold."