Trent stumbled and turned to glance back at the smitten look on Jareel's face before he sidestepped couples on the dance floor. Hopefully he could talk to this girl and watch out for Emma at the same time. She was finishing her drink as he approached. She was even more breathtaking up close, and he bowed slightly, feeling somewhat self-conscious next to her radiance when he wore a simple suit vest with a black bow tie. She curtsied politely in return.

"May I … have this dance." Trent hoped his voice wasn't shaking as much as he thought it was.

She gave a coy smile and nodded, taking his hand to lead him.

"Sorry, I didn't introduce myself, I'm-"