"I don't think you need to be good at dancing to enjoy it." She laughs lightly. "Though I suppose it could be more enjoyable if you are a decent dancer."

Dahlia takes a sip of her drink once it's placed in front of her. Definitely, one of her better choices when it came to drinking. The man beside her was thankfully handsome - though should she be looking? She has her relationship (one of the few things she can recall) but she hasn't seemed to find Phoenix yet. Something settles in her chest as she thinks about Phoenix, almost unpleasant, and she decides to stop dwelling on him for now.

He's not here.

"Maybe," She starts again, setting her drink aside. "We could get to know each other first, instead of jumping right into dancing." She laughs again. "Though I wouldn't be opposed to dancing."