Molly giggled as she whirled around the dance floor. The ballroom had been closed for the night, but someone owed Sherlock a favor, of course. She had absolutely no idea he loved to dance this much, but went along with it eagerly. He had held his hand out so gentlemanly like, before swinging her around joyfully. Their bodies moved in wonderful rhythm, and Molly soon forgot to be anything but happy.