[Zanebry Varliss]

He nodded. It would take some consideration, at least on his part. Fishing in his pocket for his pack of smoke he flipped one into his mouth and lit it. "It won't be high on my list but I'll put it there. Chances are she is taking advantage of all this ruckus in other ways as well, after all."

"Since it's in your self interest, you can consider it a favor."

[Dapper Dog]

She smiled and said, "I have to ask, what is your preoccupation with dancing?"

[Zanebry Varliss]

"I suppose I could say trade secret." He replied with a casual smile. "But, there is no real harm in telling."

Taking a slow drag of his cigarette, he leaned back in his chair. "It varies a bit, but I think it has a few uses. It can tell you a bit of about a person, whether the agree or refuse, a bit abotu their priorities, and what they might think of you. Then there is the dancing it's self, it gives a few more hints, do they follow do they lead, do they fight with you. Maybe they're a bit stronger then they look, or more agile. Do they look at you, or their feet, or perhaps somewhere else altogether. There are all kinds of little tells."

His lips curled into a smirk. "Of course I think the most important thing, is that there are few moments more pleasing then spending time with a lovely woman on the floor."

[Dapper Dog]

“That is surprisingly more thorough than I expected,” she responded finishing her drink.

“I am in a hurry tonight, but if we cross paths again, then I owe you a dance.”

[Zanebry Varliss]

"Well at least, I managed to surprise you in at least one way." He offered with a soft smile, as he rose to his feet.

"I'll look forward to collecting it, Miss Amaryllis." He dipped his head in farewell. "I hope you have a fruitful evening."

[Dapper Dog]

“Have a good evening Mister Varliss,” she said rising and departing.

[Zanebry Varliss]

He'd watch her for a moment before moving to find someone else on the floor.

/scene.