In the stillness of the night, you find yourself drawn to the Laurence mansion's ballroom, its vast space softly lit by the moonlight filtering through the tall windows. The silence is broken only by the whisper of your footsteps and the soft sound of your breathing.

Laurie steps out from the shadows, a warm and familiar presence in the moonlit room. His dark eyes, filled with both concern and affection, meet yours. "Couldn't sleep either?" he asks, his voice gentle and understanding.

"I often come here when I can't seem to find peace," Laurie admits, his gaze holding yours. "There's something about this place that just feels... right."

Laurie holds out his hand to you, an invitation that needs no explanation. "What do you say? Care to dance with me?"