Molly giggled, looking at Iris as if she was crazy, after all what had she done? It was a peck on the forehead, they didn't make out, she knew her friend was simply jealous. Afraid that Molly was drunk enough to take her boyfriend, it was...cute. "Iris, are you drunk? Or are you just acting crazy? I don't want Josh okay? It was just a kiss on the forehead." 

With a sigh she looked over the man she was partnered with, he wore a tux and looked too classy to be dancing in a club. "Hi, I was wondering if you could-ah!" With a cry Molly was lifted and dipped, her hair skimming the floor. The man chuckled and spun her around as she desperately clung to his jacket.