Aimee's smile grew as she walked to the dance floor besides Reon, and she danced proud and happy around Reon as they moved on the dance floor. She chuckled merrily at the whisper, replying with her own. "I've missed going out like this, but I thought it in poor taste right after, but its good to go out with you again." She winked, staying close.<br/><br/>There were a lot of people watching, some even stepped closer to try and join them, or perhaps divide them, but their dancing kept them together till they had a chance to get a breath at the bar. The bartender was an older man with a merry smile, corking their bottles and handing them a cold one each, before moving to serve others. He was working hard and didn't bother them unless they wanted to order something, and it seemed to suit Aimee fine. "Mmh, definitely a good way to work out, dance floor is all the more thrilling when we draw every eye in the room on us." She chuckled merrily.<br/><br/>Aimee leaned closer and brushed her cheek on Reon's cheek, her lips right next to Reon's ear as she spoke a few more words. "I am even thinking of going back to the dance floor 'commando' after a bit of a sidetrip to the ladies room..." She smirked teasingly, chuckling faintly.<br/><br/>"Oh em gee, you're her, I mean, from the convention?" A young girl nearby spoke in a bit of a rushed voice, staring at Reon before a friend of hers snatched her arm tugging her along. "Sorry about her, she's all hyper, too much to drink..." The other woman seemed a bit similar, though older looking. Funny, they might have passed for Kim Possible and her mom given the shade of their hair colour and the length it went, and they looked like family. Though more probably a sister and an older sister than a mom and daughter. "That was weird." Aimee muttered briefly.