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And Minnie, at first, is still gauging the crowd, and then soon she's out on the floor, just getting warmed up, and getting noticed dancing. She dances closely with others a little more easily than previous occasions, just experimentally.

And then she spots someone. She's dressed pretty similar to a lot of the girls at the place, but she's got a rather atypically stately, butter-wouldn't-melt sort of look to her.

Minnie's always admitted that she's picky on the subject. And the figuring out, the delving in and ascertaining if something'll work, is all part of the process. The music's going and the place is just about getting started by now, as Minnie gets her eyes set on the admittedly slightly taller woman and starts strutting toward her -- with admittedly a few detours to literally dance rings around some of the people between her and her target. By the time she's closer, the other girl's seen enough to be intrigued, and when Minnie approaches, there's some willing contact. Very willing, apparently, as Minnie reaches to set her hand at the girls side and caress down as she drops to a bit of a crouch in her movement to the rhythm, then rises, caressing back up.