[ There's a little twitch in his jaw as Jefferson tries not to frown. It's just that he hadn't danced in a good long time, and his last dance partner was, well. Priscilla.

Not that Gold would know, he supposes. It's not like they really kept in touch after he left the Dark One's employ. ]

I haven't danced in years. Even when I went to a party here that was geared toward that sort of thing.

I don't think any kind of party is my kind, these days.