~Allie dancing with John~<br/><br/>Allie shrugged lightly at the question, not minding being pulled closer. "Club hopping since 16 mostly I took a few dance lessons as a kid but nothing serious." She said with kind of a closed off look when talking about her childhood. She glanced away from John and caught site of the gathering of people, a group of woman surrounding a man.<br/><br/>"That's Wednesday right?" She asked. He looked like the guy she'd googled before taking the job but it was hard to be sure. Who ever he was (and she was pretty sure it was him) seemed to know everyone else already and for the first moment since walking in Allie felt a bit of real nerves, wondering if she'd just taken a job with an established family of friends. She hated working at places like that to begin with and even more here. She'd wanted this to be her home, someplace she could settle for a while, not a thing likely to happen if she had to try to break into a group. God knew on normal days she wasn't nearly so charming.<br/><br/>Pushing the sobering thoughts away Allie smiled and found the beat she'd momentarily lost and tried to think of anything else. "So how did you end up here?" She asked with an inquisitive look using her natural nosiness, kindly termed curiosity to divert her thoughts.