Derek sighed, "I thought I had. All right," he stood up and moved over beside her bowing slightly. "May I have the pleasure of this dance?"
Julia stood and smiled, slipping her hand into his again before quipping "Yup, it's the accent." "Of course," she added in a drawl as they made their way toward the dance floor "It's not jussst the accent." "Really? What else," Derek asked taking her into his arms and leading the dance.
