Troy was happy. Will was up and about, the cure had been found, and there was music to dance to. What more could a guy ask for? After some Three Stooges style antics outside the pavilion with Gus, he and Will had barreled into the tent and took prime real estate on the dance floor. The bass was freakin' thumping - he couldn't resist busting out the robot. The Native pushed Will backward from the shoulders and let loose with a few bars worth of moves, then gestured for Will to join in as he began again. "I'm glad you kept your reflexes, sweet thang. 'Cause damn if you couldn't dance otherwise." He grinned widely and began turning so he and Will had chances to look at the new arrivals. Everyone looked insanely hot. He let out a laugh when he saw Scott shakin' his booty. That was worth the price of admission, if anything.