Secret to Her Smile ((14))

[Meadowlark]

Munkustrap held the door open for Electra, offering her a smile. The case he'd been working on had wrapped up today and it had gone very well. All in all this week had gone pretty well, in his opinion. Another evening out with this wonderful queen was icing on the cake. "You look lovely this evening, Electra."

[victoriousscarf]

Electra stepped through the door, though she kept her gaze on him, her smile threatening to split her face. "Why thank you good sir," she replied, bouncing slighlty on the balls of her feet. "You don't look half bad either." She held one paw out to him, hoping he would take it.

[Meadowlark]

He chuckled at that, taking her offered paw. "Would you care for a drink or a dance first?"

[victoriousscarf]

It only took Electra a moment to decide, leading him toward the dance floor. "The song's just changed, so I vote for dancing first. Work up a bit of a thirst maybe," she grinned as she gently pulled him after her.

[Meadowlark]

He laughed lightly in response to that. Once they reached the dancefloor he smoothly guided her into the steps of the dance.

Miranda Michaelson perched at the bar, a drink in paw, and her gaze on the dancers. Mostly regulars. Oh...there was Carson's sister. She'd seen her in here once or twice since their conversation but... Who was that handsome cat with her? One eyebrow arched as she leaned her back against the bar, a smile playing on her features as she considered the couple.

[victoriousscarf]

Electra laughed as well, letting him lead her into the dance. He was even a good enough dancer that she didn't have to pull him along. She also liked him enough to let him lead with no problems, her entire attention focused on him and not noticing anyone else really in the room.

[Meadowlark]

"How've you been since I saw you last?" He asked, guiding her into an outside turn, corrected through and inside one immediately following.

Mimi sipped at her drink, watching the other two cats. Was this jealousy she felt? She wished Electra well, but still... Her lips drew together in a thin line.

[victoriousscarf]

"Not bad," she replied. "Even better now, but hardly bad. Busy with lifes little things. How about you?" she asked, still grinning as he guided her through.

[Meadowlark]

"Good. Better now, but good to begin with. The case went well." HE offered her a smile in return.

[victoriousscarf]

"Well," she said, going through another turn. "I would say we should go out and celebrate, but we already are."

[Meadowlark]

He laughed softly at that. "There's only so much celebrating one can do, after all. What are you doing on--" He broke off, not finishing the question. The invitation to Macavity's New Year's Ball had arrived the day before. He still wasn't sure whether he was going or not, but it would likely be best not to schedule something else on the off chance that he did go.

[victoriousscarf]

She arched a brow. "On...?" she prompted, curious.

[Meadowlark]

The dance came to an end and he lead her from the floor. "Well, I was going to say New Year's, but I may already have something that night..."

[victoriousscarf]

"You hiding another gal from me?" she teased him as they walked off the floor. "Shame on you." She kept her paw in his though. "Well, I have nothing planned then, or on Christmas for that matter. Beside lunch with my Mother and Grandparents, but that's an event best to be cut short."

[Meadowlark]

He shook his head. "No. No other gals. Just a brother I should see on New Year's. As to Christmas...perhaps we could do something then?"Cat knew Munkus would be avoiding his family, except perhaps Tugger--and Mac if he happened to run into him, like the plague that day.