She nods, a dark look on her face. "That story is--well, the only one where I have a clear distinction, personally. There are times when I wish I could just--" she cuts off her words.

"Does it? I danced when I was younger. Picked it up again recently. It's very freeing--just me, the dance floor, and the music. Almost like flying at times."

"Uh, oh. Will he beat me up?" She gives him a mock-frightened look.