"Dance?" It comes out of Laurie's mouth before she can stop it. So she improvises. "Umm, I'm not really sure that I want any punch now, but..."

There are thousands of doubts in Laurie's head mashing with the looking-on-the-bright side. But then there's a voice that sounds remarkably like Sofia going, Dance, dance, dance!

"...alright." She puts her hand out, hoping that it's the correct way to accept a dance.