Rising to the bow, Nick tucked his free arm behind his back and answered with a deep bow of his own. "The pleasure's mine, fair doctor."

With his hand in hers, he lead her onto the dancefloor and did, he thought, a fairly decent job of not embarrassing herself or breaking her toes with his heavy boots. When the song ended to something slower, he started to slip his hand around her waist and paused, meeting her eyes. His asked the question of whether she wanted to continue.