Q'uila pouts at Felih and gives his ear another tug, "Mum and you have far too much fun gossiping at my expense, it puts me at a disadvantage in terms of embarrassing stories you cheater."

Her pout morphs into a satisfied smile, "Excellent, make sure it is one of the slow dances. I highly doubt he will say no, especially with how dashing I'm sure you will look on the evening. Just remember to save one of the jigs for me, we shall set the dance floor ablaze!"