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The most surprising thing about Elise’s dancing was just how bad she was at it. Granted, she was trying to be bad on purpose. Despite this, or maybe because of it, the troubadour’s brand of interpretive modern dance left Astredian wheezing on the dance floor beside her as he tried to imitate her move for move while also trying not to choke on his own laughter. It left the rest of the group laughing as well, even Fifi who eventually joined them. After sharing several very good appetizers together, Ellie and Astredian made their way to the dance floor. But, instead of letting him take the lead, she just started moving. Though the rest of the group, not to mention the other guests of the club, were bewildered at first Astredian was enthralled. He grinned like a fool as he watched her leap an