You'd hate my brother's music, then. [ She'd probably hate Sam's more, because his taste in music is modern garbage. ]

You should. I'm sure she'd appreciate it. [ He glances around but doesn't catch sight of the host. More than likely, she's busied herself with - well, hosting. ]

... Interested in a dance? [ Sam asks, after a pause. ] We can put the glasses down for a minute without risk of losing them. Probably.