The Salle [Early Thursday afternoon]

[weldedtomyspine]

Jaime had agreed to give a little dance lesson today, so there he was, at the Salle, portable music all ready to go. This would be a good time to run through things in his head, figure out exactly how he wanted to do this. That would be helpful considering that the last time he'd done this it had been with his girlfriend and the dance lesson might have kind of devolved into a making-out session.

Which didn't strike him as appropriate for today.

At all.

So, yes, he should have been going over plans, but he wasn't. Instead he was kind of flailing about the fact that Homecoming was coming up. And he wasn't sure what he was supposed to do. Asking someone to go with him was traditional, of course, but... well...

It was complicated.

[Expecting one, but totally open.]

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[weldedtomyspine]

"We can always asks," Jaime suggested.

"And if they don't?" he smirked, "I'll bring some. I can guarantee you at least one good dance."

[trigons_child]

Raven smiled. "If you promise to dance with me then I suppose I will have to go."

[weldedtomyspine]

"I do," he said with an easy smile in return. After all, despite the Scarab freaking out, Jaime thought Raven was pretty good company. And he did like dancing.

[trigons_child]

If Raven had known about the Scarab and its opinions, she would have wanted to give it a stern talking to.

"Then I will not disappoint," she said with a shy laugh.

[weldedtomyspine]

"I'm sure you won't," Jaime agreed.

"Now, back to the lesson..."