Eyelashes fluttering self-consciously, Fallon lowers her face to her drink to hide her broadening smile.  She drinks deeply this time, watching Koram over the rim, and is still smiling when she puts the cup down.  "That was a nice thing to say," she says over the music and, without warning, leans over to kiss Koram's cheek, pressing close to do so.  "Thanks," she whispers at his ear, close enough for her breath to tickle.  She stands, picks up her cup and drains it, then steps out onto the floor to dance with whoever she can.<br/><br/><em>(Comment: dance dance revolution... Result: 14, Total: 18)</em>