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A smile to Sam, and then gets back into the dancing. And...now glancing around to size up the remaining guys.

A hesitation, then she curtly offers a brief "Sam."

And the guy in the hoodie approaches... he could use some fashion tips. "Hey.. I mean, Hi. I'm M.J. My friend says I should talk tough and offer to help you with that asshole. But seeing as I THINK you're taller than me, could be the shoes, I figure you don't need. But itw ould be really cool if you'd dance with me maybe?"

Belinda nods "Hey, Sam. You a member of the introverts with extroverts Friend club too?"

That wins a brief snort, and she nods.

Sylvi blinks, and...a short burst of a laugh that she quells quickly. "Sorry! Sorry, I'm not laughing at you, but that's was funny!"

"Sylvi wanted to go out. And.. I mean..." She shrugs.

She doesn't seem to be shrugging him off. A good sign, maybe?

"Me too " Belinda nods "Masey gets an urge and then zoom. But I don't mind too much. It does kick the dust off"

MJ blushes a bit at the laugh, but glances to his side, and then listens to her "Yeah, well, can't promise I'll be funny on purpose. But I CAN dance. That I can do okay. If you give me a chance?"

"Yeah?" She considers for a second. "Show me." An inviting smile, and she keeps dancing, but this time more clearly with him.

"Yeah. Sylvi's good at... this..." She gestures at the whole club, using the mojito glass.

MJ begins to dance, and damn it, he's GOOD! Not as good as some of the satyrs! but for a mortal, he... moves nicely

"Okay..." Sylvi says, surprised and appreciative. And...she ups her game.

"I'm Sylvi, by the way," she says, in exchange for him having given his name.

MJ says "theatre major, they use me for the musicals... Sylvi? Nice. Means..forest?"

Belinda watches "Yeah, the guy can dance though. Hey, Sam, cool to meet you, but if you came here to be alone, let me know. And no, no extrovert will understand that phrasing but we get it"

"Really? Cool! I've done some theater work. Behind the scenes, I mean." Then surprised again at the name info. "Most people don't know that." A pause. "What's MJ stand for? Wait..." She pauses. "You're not going to say Michael Jackson, are you?"

"I... I dunno.. Sylvi wanted to come."

He turns blood red, then tries to joke "Are you a witch?"

"No..." she resumes dancing. "But some of my close friends are. So, okay, is that what you call yourself, or are your parents just crazy?"

Belinda smiles a bit "Hey, well, you have to give your extrovert friends some interaction or they get surly. Mine starts to bite if she's asked to be at peace with out a crowd for more than three days. Hogs the TV remote, flips through it, muttering to herself, arguing with some old movies... yeah"

"Which one is yours?" A nod at the floor.

MJ groans between steps "Crazy ignorant. Micheal was a family name from my dad's side. Jackson was my mom's maiden name and they wanted to pass that on. It didn't even occur to them how THAT went together, when they were told about it, they shrugged. They were like 'never heard ofh im'

"That's Masey" She gestures to the satyress "The one with the hair down to oh my god"

"Never HEARD of him?! How is that even possible?!"

"Oh... oh, yeah. Extra-extrovert, that one."

"You can tell."

"They like classical. And I don't mean Classic Rock."

"Wow. Still..." she says with a bit of a twist in her moves. "That's pretty out-of-touch."

"ANd now you know why I go by M.J." He explains "And have since 5th grade"

"She's.. cool. " Belinda says "I know it sounds crazy? But she really inspires me you know? I talk to her ,and I get these great ideas. MY ideas but she helps"

"Totally understandable. What year are you?"

"Oh, I totally get it. That's good."

"Cool."

"Sophomore, though my friend tells me I have the fashion sense of a Freshman"

A shrug. "You're casual. That's not a bad thing, necessarily."

"What's your friend like? Sylvi I mean" Belinda asks "I mean, she likes attention but darn if she doesn't earn it"

Sylvi gets a little closer, a little flirtier.

"Sylvi? She's... well, yeah. She's earned it. She's really confident."

MJ maybe a good dancer, but he's not that good an actor, not able to hide his appreciation of Sylvi. Oh good as he is, she could probably lure him into dancing into a wall, and that kind of power is a ... fun, for unseelie Slvi. Not that she needs to act on it. Just knowing she could suffices

Belenda nods "I can tell. You want another Dr. Pepper? i was going to go down to get another drink, not need for both of us to be sacrificed to the mob below when one of us can get two drinks"

She hesitates, then shakes her head. "I'm good, but thanks."

Sylvi definitely gives into the temptation a little bit...just so maybe he's distracted enough that he misses a step. Then gives him a wink before she stops dancing at the end of the song. "Need a break. And I want to check in on my friend. And you're right -- you totally can dance!"

Belenda nods and heads down stars to get herself a drink then

And MJ does stumble just a bit, then says "Thanks, I.. you've got some moves yourself. See you" And he gives her space. Perhaps missing a chance ot ask Syvi if she'd like a drink

A brief pause, as she had been expecting him to attempt some follow-up. "See you!" she says then, and goes up the stairs to where Sam is, likely passing Belinda on the way.

Belinda gives a look at her, impressed, then down she goes

And Dagmar and Sylvi, together again

"Met the goat's dreamer." A nod towards the stairs, where Belinda went. She offers Sylvi the mojito, safe and sound.