[She's already taken a long drink from her beer, the foam still above her upper lip before she kisses him. The fact that he's the one that's initiated the dancing this time around really makes her happy. She doesn't need him to dance with her every chance they get, but she loves dancing and thinks it's sweet he's gone out of his way to do this for her. Their bodies are pressed close, and they move together to the music. She can't stop smiling, her hands unable to stop touching at him as they writhe together to the music.]

We definitely have enough for a room. We could have an actual bed, and a shower big enough to share.

[Not that she plans on letting either of them sleep tonight. Not until they've both had their fill of one another.]

Let's do it! I think I saw a place down the road.