Reyhan sniggered at the inquiry. "Dancin'?" she parroted with a grin, taking a few lazy steps out towards Abida's bed and sitting herself down by the other woman. "I don't know much about dancin', hon. One of my legs is shorter than the other and both my feet are too long.  Doesn't mean I wouldn't mind watchin' though; I'm sure you Akkid folk dance pretty."  The ganger shrugged as she reached into her jacket for a moment, took a quick glance in, and buttoned the overwear up once more.  "But... I might could stand to go for a song or two later on.  Why do you ask?"<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>