Winter: Bushara and Dana
Despite the feeling of winter within the room, Dana still had that energy she had earlier, though it was starting to die down a little. She would perk up more once she got to the party, but for now she was starting to cool off. Just a little. She was still asking others for another dance, but had come to stop and observe the other people as a snowball fight began in a corner of the room.
Dana turned to look at Bushara, remembering she still had a dance to have with the dijinn. She smiled again, for the millionth time that night, and then nodded, "We do a dance. I am glad you remembered. I hadn't seen you yet." And it was so late in the dance too.
It was really a blur of dancing and laughter and music and fun for Dana. She decided she really liked this sort of thing. Dances and formals. People getting dressed up to enjoy each other's company. If there was any drama that erupted, Dana was completely oblivious to it.