"Dreadfully boring." Though Fitzroy was clearly not from old blood or anything like it, once he took her hand and let her on the dance floor, it was clear that he knew what he was doing. He went close to her, but not too close- nor did he take any egregious liberties with his hands. He imagined that this one would have be played delicately.

"Tell me, Miss Sterling, what would you like out of the Hellfire Club?" He looked at her intently as they twirled on the dancefloor.