It's Swing Time~

[cipherspeak]

It didn't take a rocket scientist to figure out Elisha's motivation for organizing - or, honestly, delegating the organization of - a semi-formal dance party. Lucinda had suggested a ball, with stars in her eyes. She probably had already picked out ballgowns and themes in her head when Elisha had nixed the thing and - in a moment of desperation, with the memory of the swing-themed Fox wedding still in his head - suggest a Spring Swing, instead.

Everyone had run with it, and Elisha was pleased to say it had come out well. He was even more pleased to say that he didn't have to wear a suit, even if he stepped out into the lantern-lit gardens in everything but the tie. He paused near the raised dais provided for dancing and gave the small band the signal to start up the music before he attempted to fade back in the crowd. Not that that ever worked.

"Let the games begin," he murmured to no one in particular as he picked up a glass of champagne off a tray.

Note: Open to everyone and their brother; tag around, have fun!

Comments

[threecardmonty]

"Now that's hurtful. You'd dance with Novak and not me? Anyways, no height jokes. I've known some pretty tall ones in my day." Himself included.

She really oughtn't pout. Someone might be tempted to kiss her.

[somuchheart]

"No," she admits, shaking her head with a smile. "It'd be a terrible fault on my part to dance with Jordan and not you. I did practice for a reason."

XD was supposed to say tall "kids" not ones!

[threecardmonty]

He settles his hands at her waist. "Never heard any rule that dancing had to be limited to the dance floor."

I figured XD

[somuchheart]

"Fine by me. We'll dance here, you'll take me home, and we'll dance there too." It's out of her mouth before she fully realizes what she's asked of him.

[threecardmonty]

"Sounds like a plan," he agrees and begins to move them in a circle. He smiles a bit, remembering Blythe's first lesson. "We'll need to push your coffee table out of the way."

[somuchheart]

"Easy. I have muscles." She laughs a little, moving along with him fluidly. "And even if I don't, you do."

[threecardmonty]

"Old and tired muscles. We could dance through the halls. Pretty sure that's what most folk think Hearts do anyways." He takes herh by the hand and twirls her, pulling her in closer than propriety allows.

[somuchheart]

She spins back in to slide her arms around his neck, hold him even closer. "Or we could go to your place. I'm sure you don't have as many inopportune coffee tables."