Sara smiled at Julia had spoken.  She never had siblings and grew up a long way from any of her cousins.  She'd always wished for an older brother.   She always wondered what it would be like to have someone looking out for her like that.<br/><br/>Her glass sat on the table with just a few pieces of fruit in it as she danced.  They had moved the coffee table up against one of the couches after a near tripping incident which led to both of them falling on the couch laughing.  Thanks to the wine she had loosened up quite a bit.  Her hair was now down, falling to a little above her elbows and bouncing as she did.  At first they'd seemed to dance in their own separate areas of the improvised dance floor, but soon enough they were dancing together.  Much of Sara's awkwardness gone now that she didn't care too much what she looked like dancing.