With a dramatic roll of her eyes, she reclined in her chair. "Papa never thought it was important to add that to our education. I can't say I'm complaining, but still." After all, she was here, and she couldn't dance for shit. Ever. In any style.

"You're my favorite person to bug, E. I like it. It makes me tingle in my don't-touch-me spot." Not really. Hopefully, the dry way that she said it communicated that point clearly enough. "And I ain't talked to you today, so it's almost like killing two birds with one stone. Almost."