Private: Libby & Barty.

[bluejeans]

“Well, your type of dancing is pretty different that mine, so I do need to be taught. “ She shrugged

[Bartimaeus]

Snowfoot laughed. "No you don't!" He took Niamh up in his arms, placing a hand on her shoulder, and another on her hip.

~Barty

[bluejeans]

“Where do I put my hands?” Niamh asked, glancing up at Snowfoot.

[Bartimaeus]

"Wherever you want." Snowfoot joked.

~Barty

[bluejeans]

Niamh placed one of her hands on Snowfoot’s shoulder. She placed the other on his back. “Is this okay?”

[Bartimaeus]

"Perfect." Snowfoot smiled, beginning to sway back and forth gently.

~Barty

[bluejeans]

Niamh smiled, following Snowfoot’s lead she stepped back and forth. She glanced down at their feet, making sure she did not trip over her own feet or Snowfoot’s.

[Bartimaeus]

"You're doing wonderfully." Snowfoot dipped Niamh, tilting her forward slightly, and then back.

~Barty

[bluejeans]

“Really?” She smiled. Niamh almost fell backwards when he dipped her.

[Bartimaeus]

Snowfoot smiled, twirling her round. "We really need some music to keep in time with." He chuckled, followed by a long pause. "...I really want your family to, not-hate me."

~Barty