Tarantism - The urge to overcome melancholy by dancing

Cheiloproclitic -Being attracted to someones lips.

Sphallolalia- Flirtatious talk that leads no where.

It had been two weeks since the night Meredith broke down. And since then, Brian hadn't seen her at all. But here she was back at the manor looking quite sad in his opinion and he couldn't help but wonder what had happened this time. "You okay?"

"I've just been having a shit day mostly," She shrugged. "Got in a fight with Denise, so I might be staying here for a while."

Brian nodded, "You know what usually makes me feel better when I'm in a bad mood? Just dancing. So, Meredith may I have this dance?" He grinned and held out his hand to her.

Meredith smiled and reluctantly took his hand. The two spun around dancing to the nonexistent music. Just scattered giggles though the big room. His gaze flickered down to her lips. There they were. So close to his own. He could just lean in and kiss her.

It almost seemed like there was some unknown force drawing him closer to hers, they'd gotten so close that their noses were almost touching. He wanted to, just lean in and kiss her. But he couldn't do that. It would just end up messing up everything.

"So, explain to me, who it is you were trying to make jealous." he said, Brian's hands resting on the lower part of her back and leaning away from her face more.

"I'm not going to tell you," Meredith said slipping her arms around his neck.

"Why not?"

"Because of reasons," She said choosing her words carefully. She wasn't going to admit her feelings for him right there. There was always the possibility he didn't feel the same way. But then again, there they were, slow dancing in the middle of the living room. She couldn't help but wonder...

"Okay. How about some hints? Do I know him?"

"Yes," She nodded biting her lower lip.

"Describe him to me," becoming more and more curious about who the mystery man was.

"Oh well, he's handsome. He's funny. He's a just a really great guy," Meredith said careful not to give too much away.

"And you couldn't win him over? There must be something wrong with him then," Brian said and sighed softly. If she liked that guy this much, there would be no chance for him.

Meredith giggled softly, "No, he's perfect... Why such an interest In this guy anyway, Holden? Jealous maybe?" She joked. Of course in no way did she think he was.

Brian thought for a moment. He was jealous. This could be the chance. The chance he told her how he felt about her. "Of course not." He said. The words of, 'You never tell a girl you like her! It makes you look like an idiot!' rushed though his mind. "Jus simply looking out for a friend. Making sure she isn't hanging out with the wrong kind of people."

"Ah," Meredith nodded and any thought of Brian liking her was extinguished.

"Ever tried using those cheesy pick-up lines?" Brian joked. "You know, like, Did it hurt when you fell from heaven?" He said looking down at her and giving her a grin. Maybe he wasn't too thrilled about Meredith liking someone that wasn't him, but if it made her feel better, then he'd help her get to that.

She giggled softly, "Was that a middle-earthquake? Or did you just rock my world?"

Brian laughed, "A middle-earthquake. I see what you did there." For the next 10 minutes it seemed the two shared their dorkiest and cheesiest pick up lines. They ended up from the standing position to buckled over from laughter by the end.

"Thanks a lot Brian..." Meredith said as she finally calmed down. "You really did help me feel better," She said and smiled again, then stifled a tiny yawn.

"No problem," he smiled back. "You should probably get to bed," he said making note of her yawn. Meredith nodded, bid him a goodnight, then headed off to her room.