"Earn it, hmm," she muses as he tosses his jacket aside. He's right that she can absolutely get competitive when it suits her, but also right in that she has no ballroom experience, or really any dancing experience that's regimented enough to have one partner leading another.

"I could lead, but I'd have a bit of trouble tellin' where I'd be leadin' us since I can't see over you," she says, a hand above her head to illustrate their height difference. "Unless I..." she trails off, sidling up close and snaking an arm around his back, "do this!"

And quite suddenly, Terrence will find himself off balance as she sweeps his legs out from under him, then catches him in a low dip, holding up his wight fairly easily with one arm. With any luck, this will distract him from finding out she doesn't actually know how to dance.