Re: Leah and Gabriel
He kissed her hand, and swept her out onto the dance floor, smoothly moving into the familiar steps of the dance, his hand resting gently on her back.
"Positively ancient," he replied, with a grin. "A Methuselah, compared to your youth and glory." He spun her, then, so that her dress was a brilliant floating cloud of white gauzy fabric, and brought her back in. "Tell me you're having a good time of it, kitten?" He said, quietly, smiling at the brightness in her eyes, and the flush the evening had given her -- she looked truly in her element.