September 1984

Jennifer laughed as her dancing partner swung her around to the music. "This is fun!"

"Glad you think so, babe," said the handsome guy.

The Ghostbusters had only come to the fashionable dance club "The Rose" to trap a pretty pesky poltergeist, but Peter had convinced the other three to stick around and dance with some of the lovely ladies had who had witnessed the disturbance…or in Jennifer's case, cute guys.

The song ended. Jennifer jokingly bowed to the guy. "It's been a pleasure dancing with you, sir."

"How about another one?" the boy charmingly offered.

As the music started up again, this time a slow song, Jennifer looked over the boy's shoulder at a tall man with glasses standing in the corner, watching all the happy couples. Jennifer turned back to the boy and smiled. "As fun as that sounds, I have to go pull a certain wallflower onto the dance floor. Maybe later."

"Alright. See you later." The boy headed off in the direction of a couple of hot girls without dance partners.

Unlike Peter, Ray, and Jennifer, Egon had been standing quietly by himself. Jennifer came up to him. "Hey," she said.

Egon nodded. "Hello."

"So," she said. "What's keeping you from shaking your groove thang tonight?"

Egon blushed a little. "I'm not much one for dancing."

"What? But it's so much fun!" Jennifer exclaimed. "Come on." She suddenly grabbed his hand and started to drag him out in the open.

"Wait. What?" Egon looked surprised as he found himself being pulled away from his precious corner.

"Spengler, it's time to step outside of your comfort zone. Live a little!" Jennifer marched right to the middle of the room.

"But I…can't dance," Egon admitted.

"Well then it's time to learn." Jennifer faced him. "Now, I put my hand on your shoulder like this-whoa, that's really up there! Now, you put your hand on my waist like this-" she stopped, seeing Egon's shocked face. Jennifer rolled her eyes and clicked her tongue. "Oh, come on, Egghead, it's just me!"

Egon blushed ever redder and placed his hand hesitantly on Jennifer's hip. She took his other hand in her own. "Good," said Jennifer, smiling. "And now, we move to the music!"

Ray had been dancing with some blonde bombshell across the room when he noticed the two. He chuckled and danced his partner over to where Peter was with a fiery redhead. "Hey, Pete! Check it out!"

Peter looked up and saw Jennifer trying to teach Egon how to dance. He cracked up and muttered. "Way to go, brainiac."

"Sorry!" exclaimed Egon as he stepped on Jennifer's foot…again.

Jennifer giggled even though her foot was throbbing. "Don't worry about it. Look, I think you're over thinking this." She tipped his face upward to face her own. "Don't watch your feet, just look at me."

Egon gulped and nodded. They started move smoothly, his brown eyes never leaving her blue ones for an instant. Eventually, Egon's tenseness disappeared and he let himself get caught up in the music and the moment.

"See?" said Jennifer, grinning. "You can dance."

Egon blushed. Jennifer studied his face, laughing silently. "Is that a smile I see, Egon?"

Across the room, Peter and Ray watched Egon and Jennifer laugh and talk and dance. The boys smirked at each other knowingly.

The song came to an end and the couple slowly released each other. "That was fun," said Jennifer. "We'll have to do it again sometime."

A woman suddenly came up behind Egon and tapped him on the shoulder. "Excuse me," she peeped. "May I have this dance?"

Egon looked back at Jennifer, as if asking for permission. Jennifer shrugged her shoulders and walked away, a smug smile on her face. Egon turned back to the other woman and they began to dance.

Jennifer joined Peter and Ray at the other side of the room. She watched Egon dance with the other woman pensively.

Peter and Ray looked at her, then at Egon, and at each other. They shrugged. They had thought something was going to happen there. Guess they were wrong...