Suddenly, Melody felt as though it was Valentine's Day all over again. Here she stood in a crowded room desperately attempting to figure out how to escape unscathed. Only this time it was to be with someone who desired her — who thought her beautiful and wanted her. She blinked up at Beckett (surely, if he was asking her to run off with him he wouldn't mind if she used his given name?) and eagerly nodded.

"Yes, of course." Melody agreed. Looking from him was physically painful, but how else was she to find the nearest exit? Perhaps he knew this ballroom better than she! Beckett was so intelligent and wonderful, surely he knew this place like the back of his hand. Even if he didn't, he was so tall! He could see above the partygoers and guide them to a place where they could be together! "Of course. We should go now while everyone is distracted."

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