It's the sudden, utterly uncertain quiet of his voice that snaps her eyes up - and it's the need to escape that makes her wince, then smile widely stepping back a bit and curtsying properly.
"I'm - I'll just -" she stutters then turns, voice raising to an overly cocky drawl, one hand braced on her hip. "You going to dance with me at all, old man?"
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Date: 2007-07-02 10:29 pm (UTC)"I'm - I'll just -" she stutters then turns, voice raising to an overly cocky drawl, one hand braced on her hip. "You going to dance with me at all, old man?"