Dance in the Dark

Run run
Her kiss is a vampire grin
The moon lights her way while she's howlin' at him
She looks good
But her boyfriend says she's a tramp
She's a tramp
She's a vamp
But she still does her dance
She's a tramp
She's a vamp
But she still kills the dance
(Tellem', girls)

Baby loves to dance in the dark
'Cuz when he's lookin'
She falls apart
Baby loves to dance in the dark (Tellem', girls)
In the dark
She loves to dance in the dark
In the dark
She loves, she loves to dance in the dark

Jazz must have had the worst luck in the world. Just by tracking a single 'Con signal, he had ended up with his holo-form pressed against the femme's… As the song played on, he thought that maybe it wasn't bad luck, maybe it was just the way this single 'Con thought and acted. . .

Desirai sighed as she danced to the fast paced song. Even if it was against orders, she couldn't help herself, she needed to rest, and going to a night club in the city was the best way she knew how. Running into the cyber ninja was a complete accident, but as she let him lead her on the dance floor, she gave up fighting. She just couldn't fight in this place, never.

"Havin' a good time, sweetie?" Jazz asked as he looked down at his dance partner. She laughed before leading him of the floor to grab another drink. He got a mixer, but she stuck to her Shirley Temple and he watched as she nipped the cherry off the stem in one deft movement. Before he could say anything, she was kissing him, the cherry sliding from her mouth to his. She smiled and walked away as he sat there speechless. That taste. . . It had been both a mix of cherry and something else. Had it been something from him or her though.

Outside the club, D-G noticed her brother waiting. "If Megatron finds out about that, you're going to be off-lined." He said as she just walked past him. She smiled.

"What Megsy doesn't know won't kill him, or me for that matter. Stop worrying. It wouldn't be the first time I was off-lined and you know it." With that she rode off into the city, her spark beating with the adrenaline of playing on the edge oh so well. There was nothing that anyone could do to make her stop. Nothing.

She loves to dance in the dark
In the dark
She loves, she loves to dance in the dark