Valentina took a bit to think about whether or not she recognized Marceline, but the moment she did, it was the reaction she was going for. The new look was something she had debated back then, but all she wanted to do at that time was try to become invisible. "It really has, and you look... incredible. The earrings are a nice touch, Val." She took a few big gulps from her own drink, and it was at that point that she realized that it was practically empty. "The drinks are on me, and I've been better than I was back in the day." She gave her credit card to the bartender, and she could tell that the woman was familiar with her former classmate. She wanted to tell her that she admired the fact that the woman was one to go against the grain, but she felt it was okay to at least put her hand on her forearm. Marcy used her other hand to take her card back, which had the receipt for the drinks secured against it, and she slipped it into her pocket before getting up from the bar while forgetting to remove her hand from Val's arm.<br/><br/>"Do you want to dance? I've been told that I'm pretty good at dancing, but I'm still not confident with dancing by myself just yet." Marceline turned her hand that was on Valentina's arm upwards in the woman's direction, a smile present despite her apparent boldness while also appearing to be a bit bashful. She tucked the loose strands of her hair behind her ears, and she nearly backed out at that moment before she gazed back at her friends. Everyone at the table gave her different signs of encouragement, and her hazel eyes nearly appeared to glow a light shade of gold as she turned back to her. She couldn't tell what was causing her boldness: the atmosphere, the alcohol in her system, the woman before her, or some hybrid combination of it all, but this was a time to be bold. "We can get a chance for a bit of privacy, and it's not often that I ask a boxer as breathtaking as yourself to dance." Okay, that was likely the alcohol, but it was at that moment she felt that there was a bit a desire to definitely make a move at some point during the night. Marcy's eyes returned to normal as she turned her eyes up towards Val, almost taunting her with a rare chance to get to know her better before she could potentially disappear again.<br/><br/>It was a chance she was willing to take in an attempt to finally get to know her better.