[Remy and Gwen]
"Hey, how could he resist such an invitation?" Gwen asked, flirting more with the amount of alcohol in her system.
And she nodded. She would absolutely dance with him. Her hand lifted to take hold of his, and she spun out under his arm in acceptance of his offer of a dance. She wasn't that great of a dancer, and she was drunk. So she was going to be even worse tonight.