Something warm grasped Lucy's wrists as she startled and she spun, looking to see who it was interrupting her solitude. Bright teeth place in a charming smile both enchanted her and told her to run at the same time. She was all too much aware of the warmth of his hands circling her wrists still and her heart beat pounding in her chest. "Thank you." Lucille demurred.

Part of her rather thought she should dart away from the crowds, to slip into some corner and observe, but the gentleman was so commanding in his tone, even if it had been a question, that Lucy nodded mutely and allowed him to lead her onto the dance floor.