"Skip," she called back with a grin.

Any idea of personal space seemed to be negotiable to her. As another song started, she casually put an arm around his neck while the other set on his hip. A moment later, it proved to be for more than just getting closer. Subtly, her elbow and opposite hand provided a guiding frame to moving with the music. He wasn't awful, no, but everybody could benefit from a little help.