Ron followed her instructions, and with everything in the pan, he washed his hands and wiped them on a fresh towel.
"You are great to do this for me, Luna. I am crap at dances, truly. What would you like me to do?"
He stood with his arms out to his sides, slightly raised. He didn't know if he was supposed to step closer to her or touch her or what exactly. His awkwardness was apparent, and he began to blush slightly.