Steve smiled and nodded as he continued about her Aunt. Steve was never really close with his family. His dad died when Steve was very little, and his mother was amazing and beautiful, but she died when he was a teenager... He hates to admit it, but he barely remembers much about her anymore. Then as she talked about her job, he listened, and smiled. It was glad to know that compliments said left some people with a good impression. He was happy that she was. Whoever said those words to her seemed to be very important to make her act this way...

As the song changed, he again, didn't know the song, but knew that Frank Sinatra was indeed singing again. He watched the beautiful blonde move to the music, her hips swaying beautifully to the song... And when asked the question, he looked up at her.

[I] "I'm gonna need a rain check on that dance."

" All right. A week next Saturday at The Stork Club." 

"You've got it."[/I]

"I... This might sound a bit embarrassing, but I don't... know how to dance." He said with a weak smile to her, the face of Peggy in his mind yet again...

[I]"Eight o'clock on the dot. Don't you dare be late. Understood? 

You know, I still don't know how to dance. 

 I'll show you how. Just be there.[/I]

"I'd hate to step on your feet." Steve said, now shaking his head a bit but still stepping forward towards her. He was still haunted by the last conversation he had in his time... When he knew what was right and wrong, what to do, where to go, where he knew he had the right partner. And for a while, he was sure he would never find that partner again. He's alone and confused in this world, with so many people relying on him, but he doesn't know what they want from him anymore... But as he stared at Sharon, her arm extended, swaying to the music... maybe this was life actually giving him a break... giving him the right partner for that dance...