Elizabeth was dancing around the kitchen by herself when Jack got home. She blushed and stopped to greet him.
"How was work?" she asked.
"Nothing new," he said. "Last I checked dancing required two people."
Elizabeth smiled. "It's a good thing you're home. For this year's closing social, we are adding a few swing dance moves to our repertoire."
Jack looked at her with both confusion and admiration. "I didn't know you swing danced."
Elizabeth stood up straight as she often did when her ability was in question.
"I've learned some steps," she said. "and I am confident that I can learn more."
Then her face looked a little humble. "But I'm going to need your help to learn them."
Jack grinned, "Am I going to have to start charging like I did for the horse lessons?"
Elizabeth went up on her tiptoes and pecked him softly on the lips.
"Will that buy me a lesson?"