She giggled at the dip again, her eyes memorizing every inch of his face. She couldn't believe that after all these years, they had found each other again. She blushed when he talked about the mischief. She could almost imagine them back in the great hall in their finery, whirling the night away. "With you, there is always fun." She stammered, feeling like a young teen with her first crush. The song slowly came to an end as her black skirt flared out and fell softly against her ankles. She curtsied to him, "Thank you for the dance." She murmured, her eyes locked on his. They slowly sat back down again, "You still haven't lost your touch, Rex." She smiled shyly, starting to feel light-headed from the subtle heat of the dance.