She smiled at the Native when he said she looked better than Betsy. When Troy handed you a compliment, he meant it. "Thanks." It was a consolation. She could have kissed him. Eddie wasn't much of a dancer, but she tried to move to the music once they reached the floor. She always thought too much. When he voiced his next question however, she became determined to try her hardest to dance. "You're damn right we do." she said quietly. She snorted at the Lord of the Dance comment. "No worries. I think Michael Flatley would find his way here and slap me if I tried." she laughed. When the song changed she suppressed a groan. Fergie? Hell. That would require her to move her hips even more and, like, shake her ass or rub her boobs or something. No way.