If he's heard it, it was no doubt in the Nexus over food of some sort. Jim's gaze snaps across the floor, watching the way others are dancing to the music before regarding the woman in front of him again and mimicking the moves as best he can. It's not all that different from other dances he's seen before.

It's when she catches his hand that Jim recognizes the music playing next. Classical dance music. He can do that with a lot more confidence than the first song. It helps that the foxtrot in its most basic form is a pretty easy dance and not easily forgotten. She only pulls him back for the first step before he's leading her back and to the side, once more caught up in his role.

His smile is easy as he leads her, the slightest bits mischievous.

"Not entirely without talent, am I?"