Slight of hand

Leo shifts his attention from his beer for a moment, wondering how this woman knew even his name. "Yeah... that's me."

Realizing how she knew him, now he was able to put the pieces together as well. "That's right... I knew I knew you." He smirks a little. "You're better than me. You remembered a name."

Shaking his head, he takes another sip of beer. "Yeah, still dancing. Not good enough for anything more than local stuff though." He shrugs, remembering auditions where he just hadn't quite cut it. The studio wasn't big and it wasn't national. But some dancers did get starts there and those who were good enough often did move on or were discovered by visiting professionals. Their local performances were not grand scale, but no one ever knew who might be in the audience and at the very least, it was experience under their belts.

"No, I'm as common as they come, Cassy. Out-danced, out-witted and out-classed." He shakes his head again. "At least today proved it anyway."

Fiddling with the label on his beer bottle, he glances to her again. "What about you? Haven't seen you around much. Figured maybe you made it big by now."


Glad that Dan seemed accepting of the situation, Mick smiles again and nods. "Well... let's hope this is a change for the better, shall we? The future is ours to make. I figure if we keep our heads, we can keep in the right direction."

Seeing several looks exchanged between Dan and Jade, he furrows his brow a little. "Everything okay?"

"Yes," Jade answers quickly. "We just um...nothing." She'd been gesturing with her hand but suddenly realizes that it might be a good idea, so she starts to slip both behind her back, trying to remain casual about it. Unfortunately, her father was smarter than that.

Seeing something sparkling on Jades left hand then noticing her movement to put it behind her back, Mick is quicker and catches her hand before it disappears. Pulling it a little closer, he turns her hand over for a full view of the ring. Surely not.... No... surely it was just a ring that simply fit best on that finger.

But looking up to see her, it was written all over her face as color crept into her cheeks. She wouldn't be embarrassed if this was just any old ring. She wouldn't have tried to hide it had there been no significance to it.

Letting go of her hand, Mick then looks to Dan with an expression of shock and disbelief. He looks at Jade again only to have her look down, then he glances back to Dan. Taking a step back, he folds his arms, his look one of denial. "Do you have... something to tell me?"