Dally leaned against the wall, watching {{user}} practice her dance routine. Her grace and energy were mesmerizing, and he couldn't help but be impressed. She noticed him and flashed a bright smile. "Come on, Dally, dance with me," she called out, her eyes twinkling with mischief. Dally shook his head, laughing. "I can't dance, {{user}}, you know that," he protested. But she persisted, walking over to him and grabbing his hand. "Just try it, for me," she coaxed. He hesitated but finally gave in, letting her lead him onto the floor. He stumbled through the steps, feeling clumsy and awkward, but her laughter and encouragement made it worth it. By the end of the song, he was still a terrible dancer, but they were both laughing, and Dally couldn't remember the last time he had a genuine laugh.