Rolf was surprisingly light on his feet. It had been ages since she'd been properly spun around a dance floor and Marietta would be lying if she said she wasn't enjoying it. "You already drive me batty," she said and shifted her hand a little until her fingernails dragged along his neck lightly.
"I would never go skinny dipping," she said with a laugh. Everyone knew that Marietta was uptight. She didn't relax easily. "Or climb trees. And the only holiday I'd like to go on is to Paris for a few nights to eat and drink." The dance floor was starting to get crowded and Marietta and Rolf were being bumped into by other people. "I need another drink," she said idly.