Alcide inappropriately has a flashback to how Buffy's body had moved against his when the drugged coffee had been in full swing. She knows how to do more than the swaying thing. He'd bet his life on it, whether she knows she knows it or not, she's capable of more.

"I can sway." He says, taking her hand in his and tilting his head toward the dance floor to see if she's ready. If she is, he'll lead her out there and they can... sway.

He studies her for a long moment, looking down at her because he's so very tall, before speaking again. "You're tellin' me you never went out to a club and danced when you were younger? Like, just let yourself go and dance. I mean I know this ain't that kind of shindig, but you... you're pretty self aware." Aware of her body, is what he's saying.