"Uhuh," Penny said with as straight a face as she could manage before sliding her thigh away from his roaming hands. She didn't do well with being tickled.
"Thanks," she told him with a bright grin "I think it sounds like a great song. The hinkypunk whirl - a mixture of punk and the sort of thing you'd do at a Troyl. "
"You can dance, right? Or am I going to have to show you the geese dance? And really? No more shows?" She managed only a few seconds before her pout dissolved into peals of laughter "You'll break Dons heart."