Nic became a little more comfortable, but he was still spending a great deal of effort on getting the steps right.

"Hey..." Laurel murmured as she leaned in and kissed his cheek, "Relax a little."

That was proving difficult for Nic to do as he focused on not stepping on Laurel's feet as she danced so close to him. After the current song ended he took a moment to kick his shoes off which seemed to help his stress level a little.

Laurel had to chuckle a little, "Now we match," she observed before moving both arms to around his neck.

So Nic put both arms around Laurel's waist and tried to adapt his footwork accordingly.

Laurel smiled, "We don't have to do such fancy footwork, you know," she mused.

Nic seemed a little confused. She had wanted to dance ballroom, so that was what he was trying to do.

Laurel sighed, staying silent for awhile. Slowly she let her head fall forward, resting between her arm and his neck. She waited to see if he got the hint.

It took him a little while longer, but he finally let the traditional steps go and moved more slowly.

Laurel seemed perfectly content. After a long moment she pulled away and looked right into Nic's eyes.

It took Nic a moment to notice, still focusing on the footwork. But then he looked back at her.

Laurel smiled a little, "It's nice to see your eyes," she murmured.

Nic blinked, confused.

"You're usually gazing at your computer," she chuckled lightly.

Nic didn't reply and began to start focusing on his feet again as he almost stepped on Laurel's toes.

"Hey Nic..." Laurel said quietly, "Do you want to Salsa?" she asked.