"If it's any consolation, you're probably better at it than I am." Truth be told, he wasn't actually a terrible dancer on the few occasions he'd tried. Mostly with Mary, in the time they'd had together. It was the Cleric training, he suspected; awareness of the body translated from one to the other. But Fred didn't have to know that.
Errol waited to see if an explanation would be forthcoming. He didn't particularly expect one, but if there was, it sounded like it would be an interesting one. If not... he filed it away for later.
"Well, people can surprise you, I suppose." He looked toward the bar. "Would you care for a drink?" That seemed like the thing to do here. Enough people were already circulating with glasses.