The smell of alcohol might have been a bit thick, true, but Morgana had spotted the wine and had a little too much of it herself which was probably the only reason no one had been stabbed as of yet.

It wasn't why her smile grew when he offered her a dance, though. Dancing with her friends was hardly a chore that needed wine to make her agree.

'And here I was thinking you just snuck up on me for laughs and were never going to ask.' she said as she took his hand, thankful suddenly for all the lessons Jack had somehow squeezed in for her. She was sure the man didn't sleep.