"I know that you weren't truly questioning my expertise. And please, this is hardly a show of skill... Not to make that sound rude at all, because learning is difficult, but there is far more that you can learn and perform beyond this. I'll have to find the video from the afterparty of the diplomatic gathering we held between ourselves, the Klingons, and Romulans last year. Major General Uk'ash might seem like he could crush you within seconds if he wanted to, but he is surprisingly gentle and very good at ballroom dancing."
As the current song faded out and was replaced by a new one she kept the two in their slow waltz, ready to change tempo if required... Only to bring them to a total halt a moment later. Letting go of Dreaxa's shoulder and unlinking their fingers, she took a step back and turned to offer a look of displeasure towards the remnants of the band. "They're not playing in 3/4 now. Maideza's fourth in E major, really..? That's not as if I have anything against Maideza, of course, but I would have expected a different choice... I suppose this is what we get for staying late and not allowing them to leave," she then added and her look of disapproval melted into one that was far more apologetic. Glancing back, she looked to Dreaxa again. "How about you lead this time? There's no requirement for a waltz, so just... Do whatever you feel like. There's nothing wrong with improvisation in a situation like this, after all."