Dance Floor: Annabelle & Trent
"Nope," Anna said quickly, leaning in and brushing her nose against Trent's affectionately before she retreated a little out of his space, but not too far. "Even if. You need to throw an Anna friendly party next time," she pointed out, "A huge bowl of skittles or something that I can pick at," she grinned and used his hand to twirl herself again before just letting him align to her so that they could dance.