"[color=f7941d]Do you hear that my love? They're playing our song.[/color]" said Thomas York with a naughty smile.  Adela York merely greeted it with one of her own, before addressing her son.

"[color=00aeef]Gepard sweetheart-- You can't dance at home with your sister and I forever. Look at all those lovely young ladies out there, waiting to swoon over you.[/color]" Her tone was almost a purring coo, but carried a subtle sting that it was time to stop being a young boy, and act like the grown man society expected of him.

"[color=00aeef]Make your father and I proud darling!--[/color]" she said with a smile, as she and Thomas rose from their seats, and moved onto the floor to assume their positions in meter with the music.