Gracelyn sat and drank her drank. She was now on her sixth and still going strong. She was downing them and wasn't stopping at any point. [i]"As for the dancing, why not use it to kill time until there's something better to do?"[/i] The question caught her off guard, was HE asking HER to dance? It was a little crazy considering how lazy they both were.

Jericho raised his hand to hers. "Oh? What's this? My drinking buddy is now offering a dance to little ol me? Well I guess I shouldn't disappoint you." Gracelyn took his hand into hers, wrapping her hand around his. "Be careful now. I'm a dainty lady aren't I?" placing themselves in the correct position, they whisked around the room, twirling around each other. The music played around them and they danced through passing by multiple people. Gracelyn knew what she was doing, simply by merit of her parents teaching her how to dance when she was young. It was more of a dance instructor, sure, but they would step in every while to add some spice into the technique. They were silent for the first small amount of dancing, but now Gracelyn spoke up.

"So, how are you enjoying the dance so far?"