It's sweet. He's sweet and Buffy likes Alcide more than she should, especially with a boyfriend back home. That being said, she can't help but react to Alcide this way. She's currently trying to ignore the rush of warmth that always seems to accompany Alcide.

"You're in luck. I'd love to dance." Her smile is bright, tugging at the corners of her mouth. "I warn you though. I only know how to do the swaying thing."