She blushes a little--always so flattering, Jim!--and takes his arm.

Once they're out on the dance floor, she frowns.

"This would work better if we had veils, truthfully--at least, if I did," she says. "But no matter."

Thankfully, a song with a strong beat comes on. How handy!

She begins by starting to skip around, lightly--it doesn't look like a child doing though; it's much more graceful than that.

"This is the easiest one I know," she says. "You have to move your feet lightly, barely touching the floor, and then spin about."

She probably looks silly, she thinks, doing this in a costume, but it's too late to turn back now, she figures.