Sean did a dramatic dance turn so he was facing Ryan. "Would a headless chicken do this?" He grabbed Amy and dragged her along on an improvised, badly performed waltz around the campfire. The only knowledge he had about waltz was the little he had learned from his parents when he was little and some fragmented scenes from tv-shows, so it looked anything other than good. It would actually not be too farfetched to say that if the headless chicken was talented enough, it might actually be capable of keeping up with Sean. But he didn't care, having too much fun. He laughed as he continued dancing. He pointed at Ryan. "C'mon and show me some better moves...if you have some." Sean teased.