A Club, Baltimore, Wednesday Night

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So, most people probably did not have a twenty-item, bullet-pointed list for ways to relax and/or enjoy themselves during the last week of break before the beginning of their senior year (definitely and/or; parties were fun but stressful), but relaxing had never been something that Kathy was all that great at anyway. And her normal method of relaxing was typically nerdy and kind of introverted methods anyway: reading comics, playing video games, practicing a routine. Stuff she enjoyed, yeah, but also things that she'd spent her entire life doing. Her current list was all about trying new things, rather than defaulting to the same activities she'd been doing for years.

Which was why she was at a club (number 8 on the list) tonight. Sure, it was a Wednesday, which wasn't exactly peak club hours, but fewer people in the club meant fewer people to get flustered by, especially if she decided to also cross off number 14 on the list, dance to make someone's jaw drop. And if she managed to humiliate herself trying for number 14, fewer people meant fewer people laughing and fewer people in her way as she bolted for the door.

Right, awesome, great pep talk.

Ignoring the small voice that was trying to convince her to trade her dress for her gi, Kathy drew on some of the confidence she had has Banzai and entered the club. It was just people. Just dancing. It wasn't a gymnastics meet with hundreds of spectators or even a nasty fight in a back alley against a guy with a knife. It was supposed to be fun. And, if it wasn't, she could always go home and play video games until dawn.

She could do this.

[For one please]

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Neither was Kathy, not to the ones who'd made approving noises when she went down or to those who were making approving noises when she got up.

"I'd love to see you try it in these heels," Kathy laughed. "Though I'm pretty sure you've seen a lot of my best moves already. In a, umm, different setting."

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"A better setting," Ezra agreed, reaching for her hand. Not that he didn't love a good club – hey, he'd come here by himself tonight. Some things were just best enjoyed in private. "But they are good moves, sweetheart. Great, even. Fantastic."

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"In fairness, I didn't expect to run into you," Kathy admitted, sliding her hand into his and giving him a smile. "And I'm pretty sure I impressed a couple of people here anyway. So I'm going to call it a win."

She batted her lashes at him. "I guess the question is what I should do with the rest of my evening?"

Kathy felt certain Ezra might have an idea.

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An idea, or several. He used his hold on her hand to try and give her a little twirl. Since they were on a dance floor, and all.

He was also smirking at her, because of course he was. Couldn't turn it off. "I think that depends on a few things," he said. "Like whether you want to stay in here or go outside."

Both ways led to dirtiness, no doubt.