"Let's go… I really need to release some steam…" Daisy declared, her steps sharp as she headed straight for the main door.
Aurora blinked, startled by the sudden outburst, then quickly rushed after her. "Daisy—wait! Where exactly are we going?"
Daisy didn't slow down, her feet stomping against the floor with annoyance. "Bar?" She suddenly stopped and turned to Aurora, who finally caught up with her.
"But Daisy…" Aurora tilted her head, "both of us… err, we don't drink."
"Club?" Daisy raised her eyebrows, then gave a small shrug.
Aurora chuckled. "You're bad at dancing…"
Daisy gasped, clutching her chest dramatically. "Excuse me? I am fantastic at dancing. You just can't handle my moves."
Aurora burst into laughter, holding up her hands. "Right, right. I can already imagine the headlines 'Local wife terrifies entire club with octopus-style dancing.'"
