(OOC: Yeah, I forgot the skirt; was thinking gymnast, not dancer >.<)<br/><br/>Oh, she knew the story; it was more of a rhetorical question, sadly.  Still, bad memories from this... quite a sad tale.  Perhaps... perhaps getting her to stay in the outfit simply required more... happy memories.  Worth a shot, and hell, it'd probably be fun too, Elisabeth figured as she stood up, navigating around the stiff skirt... and reached out to touch her lover's cheek.<br/><br/>"I understand... wish you could have kept doing what you loved." she said, wholeheartedly "Now though... what's stopping you from trying again?  Still beautiful, still in<em>excellent</em>shape... I doubt you've forgotten all that much... maybe if I give you something<em>happy</em>to think about, hm?"<br/><br/>And then she leaned forward, stabilizing herself on her lover's shoulder (damn skirt...) to do so, and brought her lips in for another heated, passionate kiss... definitely a good start to things.