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[agent_in_heels]

"Would you care to dance, Soldier?"

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[basksinthesun]

Only if I get to lead this time. [The ladies of his native country - lovely in their own unique way - tend to be a little too... strong-willed for this sort of thing. Mikhail suspects the vodka might have something to do with it.] Otherwise, I'd be delighted.

[agent_in_heels]

Do you not often get to lead?

[She stands a little closer, smiling and waiting for him to lead her in dance.]

[basksinthesun]

That's the problem with Bolsheviks, I suppose. [Taking her hand in his, he sets it lightly on his shoulder and steps closer to grip her waist. He may claim not to have done this very often - the last time... Well. Let's just say he wasn't exactly in a condition to remember it in any great amount of detail - but he certainly seems to know what he's doing.]

[Seemingly confident, he smirks down at her, taking her other hand in his and holding firm.] They know exactly what they want and how they want it. Nothing else will do.

[agent_in_heels]

Well, then you might have the same problem with me.

If I want something, I go after it.