"Other than a few minor complaints...yeah..." She stated honestly, not breaking step for a moment. The heals did make it a bit awkward to dance...but that wasn't going to stop her.
Rosalie fell into a simple tow-step and listened to the music for a moment. After hearing what she wanted her movements started moving to a different beat. Though the beat she moved to was different than the one the majority of the croud was paying attention to, it still managed to fit the music.
"There is a guy I sort of miss, that I'm worried is selling his soul to the devil...but...I'm good, and lovin the fifties." Rosalie told him evenly. He'd know she was talking about him, there was no need to emphasize anything. It woudl be better to keep things light.
Rosalie twirled around. The movement caused her ponytail to hit her in the face. Grinning, and laughing softly, she slowed her steps slightly.
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