The gentleman led her through the steps of the dance in an effortless manner, Lucille for her part rather felt that she had never quite danced so gracefully, hardly thinking of the steps at all. She was an accomplished dancer and as such she thought little of it. Instead she kept her eyes locked with the gentleman’s. His gaze almost never strayed and she watched, almost worried that if she looked away…. Well she wasn’t quite sure what would happen.

The music ended and Lucy found herself captivated with the gentleman, wondering who he might be. Surely if he were dancing and asking her to drink she could come to no harm in the ballroom with him? “Yes, thank you. I'm quite parched.” Lucille smiled as they began to move from the dance floor. Perhaps she might find who this mysterious man might be as they sipped on champagne.