Elizabeth's tapping her foot along to the music, getting rather excited when a song she knows comes on, even if the arrangement's completely different to what she's used to - something that may confuse those who know her to be from an earlier time period to that the music comes from. It took her several attempts to pull a 1920s dress from her closet before she found one she'd be happy to wear, the shorter flapper dresses a little too short for her, and making her marvel at just how drastically fashion had changed within a decade.
She spends most of the evening gliding across the dance floor, pulling anyone who looks as though they've spent too long watching from the sidelines in to dance whether they like it or not. When she takes a break from dancing, she watches the band, enraptured at hearing music played live in front of her.
She glances over at the bar nervously, trying to make up her mind as to whether to be adventurous, but in the end just orders orange juice.
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She spends most of the evening gliding across the dance floor, pulling anyone who looks as though they've spent too long watching from the sidelines in to dance whether they like it or not. When she takes a break from dancing, she watches the band, enraptured at hearing music played live in front of her.
She glances over at the bar nervously, trying to make up her mind as to whether to be adventurous, but in the end just orders orange juice.