Apple grinned at the peck and before she could totally drag him to the dance floor he spun her back to him and kissed her lips sweetly. He let her finish their trek to the dance floor with a big old smirk on his face. "I figured you would want to," he giggled.
His second addition to the kiss brought about another round of blushing- which she soon did her best to cover up from dancing and running and the like. Spinning in his arms she laughed, trying to keep the edges of her dress from going too high.
"I love to dance- I wanna be eighty and dancing! I want to dance forever!"
Apple laughed. "Yeah, I can see that," he said spinning her around again. He started dancing right along with her. "You'll be the hottest little granny out on the dance floor," he teased.
"You know I'll have glitter on them, right?" Janis wrapped both arms around him momentarily, trying to catch her balance on the dance floor. "And I'll put mustaches on yours!"
"So that means I'm not allowed to grow one?" After trying (and failing) to fix her hair Janis hugged him tight as the song changed, less Ke$ha and more along the lines of Plain White-Ts.
"No, you are not allowed to grow one, especially if it's ironic," he grinned. "I hate ironic facial hair," he laughed, adjusting his dancing pace. He rested his chin on the top of her head.
"I mean, I suppose if you really wanted to grow one I could learn to love it."
"I've been trying forever. I don't think I'm growing one any time soon." Janis grinned, settling her own head against his chest, listening for his heartbeat behind the tempo of the music.
"I'm going to have to go out and buy one to try on til then? See if it'll grow on you...?" Janis was serious, she's seen what people can make when so inspired. And she could be so inspired.
"Is there any other?" Really. Is there? The song was beginning to end, but would they keep dancing?
Apple grinned. "I'm not so sure Jan Jan, but if that's what you want I have to support it, right? As long as you can take it off. Kissing you with a beard might get scratchy," he teased.
"I don't think there is any other kind of hat," he grinned. "I have to find one, get it all weathered and the like."
"Which means you can't grow one neither!" She countered, giggling once again.
At his off-hand comment however, Janis paused."Are there bears in the woods?" Janis asked, wondering briefly if that was the cause of the 'bits' she saw.