The rain poured down on them, but they didn't mind. They loved it (she more than him). They just kept walking until he stopped and held out his hand, asking her for this dance. She laughed- he could be such a ham (although he would never admit it). But it didn't bother her as much as some would think (they believed that she didn't have one romantic bone in her body. They were wrong.).
She doesn't bow or curtsy (this is cliché enough, don't you think?), just takes his hand in hers and they dance until the rain finally stops.