Leia / Peter Quill
The Princess burst out with a gentle laugh, clearly not at him, but with him; because at his encouragement, and as he instructed Leia mimicked the shimmy sort of move, with what she didn’t think was too bad of an effort for a beginner to the more relaxed forms of dance.
“And this is some sort of customary sort of dance where you’re from Peter? To be of use next time we have one of these gatherings?” She was hardly being serious about it, her amused expression revealing as much, merely teasing, enjoying the frivolity. Well aware that when it came down to it, wherever world you’d come from, strict moves weren’t at all necessary enjoy moving to any sort of music.