Lucas is as accomplished a dancing partner as one could hope for, and in his arms Erica glides effortlessly across the dance floor. He remains the perfect gentleman, everything as it should be - the hand leading her, the arm supporting her. Many gazes follow the pair, some admiring, and some outright jealous.<br/><br/>Lucas smiles as the music draws to a close. “And thank you for agreeing to dance with me. It was enchanting.” He raises Erica’s hands to his lips, placing a kiss on her knuckles. “Perhaps we will meet again soon.” He makes a bow, and departs into the crowd, presumably having some business to attend to.<br/><br/>The merriment continues late into the night, each of you leaving or lingering as you desire.