"I highly doubt most people here were the best in etiquette class." Sisse chuckled, looking about them. Most of the debutantes, sure, but the gentlemen? The married women? She doubted it. "But it's easy to pick up." She assured him. "You just follow everyone else. Besides, I won't lead you astray." Her cheeks pinked as she realized the presumption in her tone and quickly she strove to move away from her clumsy verbal mistake.

"I think there is polka coming up as well." She hummed in consideration. "They often do those at these." She hated that she'd already danced a waltz this evening. But there was another one in a few songs as well. She did love a waltz, it afforded her more of a dance to speak with her dance partners. The thought of a dance with Alvin made her feel almost giddy, to be so close to him, to let him swirl her around in the arms she found so safe, so comforting..... No. She couldn't think like that. She didn't want it to mar her evening. Besides it wasn't as if she could suggest a waltz, that was much to forward.