Pleased that Miss Pendergast was in the mood to humor him with a dance, Becks drained the last of his drink, setting it aside on a passing tray. "Wonderful," He held his free hand out to Minnie to lead her toward the floor. "I myself am rather agile, we'll be the envy of everyone around us."  He was pretty quick on his feet, but modest he was not. He just hoped it was something a little more lively than a waltz.

Shooting his mother one more glance over his shoulder, Becks started off, hoping their dance would go as smoothly as the conversation. So far he had yet to be disappointed!