If Buffy knew, she would appreciate the effort that Alcide is putting into not pressuring her. Her heart isn't involved because she's still involved with the guy she left behind back home, but she knows her heart could be involved. She likes Alcide, more than she probably should considering said guy back home. She feels guilty for liking Alcide as much as she does. She'd also feel guilty if she knew how hard this was for Alcide. At the same time, as much as she doesn't want to admit it to herself, she doesn't want him to stop flirting with her, to stop being sweet, to stop liking her. It's selfish, and she knows that.

"My feet can take it," she tells him with a soft smile. "And I'm having a very good time." She gives him a curious look. "Are you?" Because that's important too.

It's just dancing, but yes she asked him out o a date. She nods a little. "I don't think the alcohol is drugged. In fact, I'm not sure there's any alcohol at all. I think it's just dancing and those bubbly drinks the commissary sells, but I'm not certain. I haven't been there. I've just heard about it."