He didn't know who'd bought it, maybe it was a pity buy for how secluded Jet had made himself the whole evening, maybe it was just a joke. Either way, just enough assi had been spent to get Jet dancing with Leo for a short time and only after he'd danced with the person chosen for him before. That was fine, Jet could wait, if only because he wasn't in much of a mind to do much else.

He stood at the sidelines, eyes vacantly watching Albert dance with a young girl and Leo dance with a troll and everyone else there mingle around like something wasn't terribly wrong. Not that Jet could be bothered, he couldn't even remember what was wrong when he wasn't sure which thoughts belonged in his head and which ones didn't.

It wasn't until man and troll finally parted that Jet went up to Leo, only half aware of himself doing it. Once he was in front of (his friend? Coach? Rival? Enemy? Someone important, he couldn't remember which wads right.) his eyes lit up a bit more and a smile ghosted on his lips as he offered a hand.

"May I have this dance?" This he could do, at least, he could dance as easy as breathing, thank god he didn't have to think about that one.