Anna tilted her head curiously at the prospect of "kicking this old school". How could they take this old school? This wasn't Bach's Cello Suit #1. This was some Jason Mraz song. Then a few seconds later she got what he meant. Blues dancing? That was a distant memory in Anna's repertoire. It was buried deeper than her memories of middle school and high school. Was it even the right style that she was thinking of? It didn't matter at this point -- she had to do it. "I guess we'll see." Anna smirked, before they started to get into the dance. Much to her surprise, it wasn't as foreign as she thought it'd be. A lot of her previous training was translating over to whatever Jett was doing. It felt mostly the same. 

The movement wasn't as hard as Anna had previously anticipated. The hardest part was predicting what Jett was trying to do. That was what created very subtle hitches and hesitation in her movements. But otherwise, Anna thought she was doing a fine job with hanging with Jett, and based on the look on his face and how much she was really getting into it, he thought so as well. That was a good sign for her, as well as the producers and viewers and cameramen, but that was at the back of her mind right now. The biggest priority for her at this moment was making sure that Jett was having a good time and that she wasn't embarrassing herself.

After navigating through a very risky dance routine, the song came to a close. The both of them agreed that it was a good opportunity to take a break after dancing together for a little bit more. She just couldn't bring herself to break away from this man. Jett was giving Anna a good time, a good time that she hadn't really had before. Having a man with the confidence and the moves to back it up was entirely unprecedented for her. It was one thing to be confident, but to be able to back it up? That was an immediate turn on for Anna. She respected any man who knew what he was about. 

Moving over to the drink table, Anna was met with an Old Fashioned, much to her delight. Did this guy see her drinking one earlier? Or did he just really want to spread the goodness? Either way, Anna was happy that he had given her such a good drink. She took the drink and put it up to her lips, taking a sip as she listened to whatever Jett had to say. It was the least she could do for someone who took the time to grab her a good drink and give her a good time on the dance floor. She was still reveling in the fact that he was just sooooo hot as well as the fact that he was a good dancer. Pulling the glass away from her lips, they subsequently split into a small smirk. This guy really knew how to make a girl smile.

"Same goes for you, Jett." Anna replied, before raising a glass to him. Taking yet another sip, she tilted her head curiously once again as she tried to study him. There definitely no chance that this guy was just some regular guy off the streets. The dancing and his attitude confirmed that. But, she still didn't know what he did or who he was, aside from the fact that he was Jett and he danced good. The little silence as Anna looked him over was quickly broken as she cleared her throat, folding her arms so that her drink was closer toward the table as she prepared to ask him some questions and get to know this guy a little better. She might as well have started to get to know this guy.

"So what brings you here, Jett?" Anna inquired, "I know you aren't a regular person like me... so what brought you here from whatever it is that you did?"