I can't do that without a name, so it'd be in your best interest to keep that sort of information to yourself.

[ This gracefulness is all because he doesn't know her. She has no name to him for now and not a face he deems familiar, it's all easy when it seems that their personalities click under odd circumstances.

So whoever this woman is she's interesting-- anyone familiar with Crowley knows that this could lead to be absolutely dreadful for the other person. ]

Mm. [ He guides her back to the dance floor, the corners of his mouth still lifted into a grin as he keeps her hand leveled at his side. It's all practiced, years of learning to remain proper and poised for when the situation demanded it; turning to her he tilts his head down slightly, hand still holding onto hers only lifting up slightly. His free hand moves behind her, fingers dipping into the small of her back. ] Now I expect you to stay true to your word about not stepping on my feet.