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She pulled away and smiled brightly, their faces still close. "I told you dancing is fun!"
"You think?" he asked, turning his head to look at her.
She paused her dancing to reach up and kiss him. "Of course you are."
"I actually like Jupiter. Mars is pretty good too, though."
"Yes I do," she decided. "I will always choose."
"I haven't," he said. "I have heard it, though."
"I would never," she said, chuckling and taking his hand joyfully.
"Do it. Saturn has always been my favorite." He smiled, stepping to the side.
She noticed he was less awkward than usual and smiled brightly. "See? You've got it!"
"Okay," he said quietly. "Want to keep looking through the telescope?"
She looked around, a grin on her face. After a moment of observing, she began dancing, the movements smooth and relaxed.
He relaxed a bit, a soft smile on his face as he admired her. "I suppose."
"Copy them," she said with a grin, raising an eyebrow. "And don't worry."
He sighed, but seemed resigned. "I'm just concerned."
"Good," she said slyly. "You should"
"I still worry," he said, running his hand over a bruise. "What if you don't win one time?"
She turned to look at him, a bright grin on her face. "It'll be fun," she said warmly. "Trust me!"
His smile faltered slightly. "Don't say that... I was just teasing."
She laughed, obviously delighted. "Let's go!"
"I think that's because you allowed yourself to get a little beat up last night," he said, smirking.
