Eggsy and Maggie
"Alright?" he yelled back with a grin, whirling past her as the rhythm of the music picked up and the fae dancers increased their speed to match. As he passed her a second time, Eggsy pulled free of the group he was dancing with and spun to a stop a couple of metres away from Maggie. The alcohol in his blood made his head spin, but he was more than used to dealing with slight dizziness or giddiness or whatever it was. "I am havin' so much fun right now," he admitted as he walked over to talk to her.
"How're you? Drink?" he asked, just as a warty little goblin-thing stumped past them both carrying a tray full of glasses of... something. Whatever it was, it had tasted great the last few times he'd drank it, so he grabbed two glasses anyway and offered one to Maggie.