Oh, darling, you know I can't listen to music and not dance. It's a must, specially when I have such good company.

[ Even though he was the one who proposed dancing, once they get closer to the dace area and their arms are into the right position, Peter realizes that he can't do any of his usual footwork....because he doesn't have feet. He looks down, head tilting a little in silent realization, thinking about how to proceed. ]

Ehm...I guess that we could sway from side to side? [ And then he adds, in a lower voice so other guests can't overhear. ] I usually have better skill when it comes to dancing. The lack of hipbones is ruining my game.