She got a little somber, thinking about the last time she had truly danced. It had been in a restaurant with Marcus. She closed her eyes for a long moment, "I haven't danced much lately, unless you count helping Olivia learn how to turn in a tutu." she said, quietly.
That had been a good day. It had been a date. One of their last. It had been a wonderful night, dinner and dancing, celebrating the new year. She tried to shake off the melancholy that came with the memory. "I remember that you were a rather divine dancer, which had been surprising given your lack of coordination before."