"Uh-huh," she mumbles, half paying attention.

Her arms slide around his neck and she sways gently, pressed against him like so, dancing the only way she would privately. "I'd say this is a success, hm? My parents are both okay, our wedding party is weird as hell and Stiles is currently flailing like chicken on the dancefloor. I'm too scared to let him hold Jo."

She snorts, kissing the corner of his mouth.