Neil considers for a moment. He wraps his arms around Rosie from behind now that she's turned, and keeps swaying along to the music a little bit. Eventually, he smiles, right up near her ear. There's definitely a buzz of interest across the floor between the two of them and the small knot of boys.

"Let's wait and see if they come over," he says. "And then whoever does can buy us a drink."

He doesn't want to give up dancing just yet, and he doesn't want to overwhelm Rosie with new experiences. It can just be the two of them, dancing and having a good time and gently buzzing from the first drink.