"Well, well... pistols in their heels, battling as a dance. I like these Umbra Witches immensely already."

Don't mind her taking her personal seat across the lap.

"I do enjoy a little dancing. How about you?" What can she say? Dancing seemed to appeal to both sides of her, but if she were honest, the violent aspects of it were most of the draw.

This man seemed light on his feet. How was he on the dance floor?