So this is what dancing felt like. It was even better than the movies made it sound like. She let Hans lead, clearly he was more experienced when it came to such things, and that was fine with Anna. While they were dancing, Anna simply looked into Hans' eyes, oblivious to the camers snapping photos, oblivious to the whispers, no doubt other business execs voicing their shock or their negativity. None of that mattered. Anna gave a quick, momentary look of concern when she felt Hans' hand dip a bit lower than what the movies show, but Hans was the expert, maybe this was how the professionals did it.

And that's when Elsa walked over, interrupting the dance and causing Anna to wonder waht the problem was.It was a party, right? Dancing was allowed at parties. "Oh, Elsa," Anna replied, slightly awkward, not sure if Elsa was angry or just....protective, "This is Hans. He's showing me how to dance. Isn't he just so handsome?"

At this, Anna craned her head, pointing it towards Hans, wanting Elsa to see for herself.