Even though it's lost in the music, Liz giggled. She nodded, too, remembering how nervous she had been, but now nice it had been, too, to be so close to him.

For Liz, it didn't matter that he didn't necessarily have 'moves'. She thought he was doing just fine. In fact, she thought he looked incredibly cute, but some would say she was biased there.

She leaned in, raising her voice to be heard. "You're still my favourite dance partner!"

Eventually they found themselves at the side of one of the bars with drinks. Liz had a bottle of water. Being behind the speakers gave a little relief to the loud music, but only insofar as you didn't have to shout at the top of your lungs - just shout moderately.

"You're a good friend!" Because she knew this wasn't his sort of thing and it wasn't his sort of outfit and it was late, but Alec had asked.

Alec, who could occasionally be seen in the crowd of bodies, clearly having fun - an expression he didn't seem to have at the inn a lot.