"Me? Nah girl, if anyone is looking over here astonished it's cause you're the most beautiful babe here," he grinned as she lead him to the dance floor.
Apple artfully places his hands at her waist, a bit lower than his mother would have suggested and a bit higher than what he saw the other boys doing. He was going to be a perfect little gentleman tonight because he knew Mack would hold true to her promise of beating the piss out of him if he was uncouth or hurt Marney, not that he would do anything like that in the first place.
"Win? To be honest I haven't even thought 'a nothin' like that," it was true, in part to him not thinking about it in the first place and in part because he was completely distracted by the thought of going to the dance with such a babe. He had been more nervous about how things went with her than he was about anything else. "Whaddya think?" he asked, looking at her with his big, brown eyes.