Well, it wasn't really Cliff's element either, but his twin had always told him to 'fake it until you make it.' Sheesh, he wasn't even in Valhudor...they're all sadists! He could kind of feel his ears turning red...

Still, he gave her a bow that was almost courtly, looked at the main characters' position (and their acting, since a lot of this was ALL about their posturing and thinly veiled innuendo), and offered her a hand.

"My lady, would you care to dance?"