[john's smile widens a bit further when he sees that playful way her gaze lifts back up to his face, how easily she falls into step with him. like she knows how to dance, and he lifts an eyebrow, tilting his head to the side in warm, amused curiosity when she says she knows a thing or two.]

So you're saying you could probably show me a thing or two. [dancing wasn't really a part of ultra training after all. he mostly moves out of instinct and the music, the sound of the beat. something about that genuine and fond expression on her face has his smile widening further.] You know her? I'd say small world except... it really isn't. So is that true of all small towns or just yours? And was there always dancing at these events? [inquiring minds would like to know.]