Cora looked terrified. Even terrified she looked pretty, he mused to himself. So he ignored all the warning signals and kept looking at her like the real twat he was. Merlin, she was pretty. Not that he hadn't meant other girls that looked like her, or ever more beautiful than her but Cora was just different. She wasn't conceited like he was and that made her more.. level-headed and he liked that.

But it seemed dancing had been just the right thing. He eyed her as she voiced her insecurities. He grinned as she spoke, saying it'd be best if he lead. "Well a waltz is traditionally lead by a man." Was it? He had no idea, but it sounded cool and that was the look he was going for.

He nodded, "Quiet Cora. Listen to the music. You're a good dancer." He winked at her and swung her out with a smirk. Swinging her back in, he nodded quietly as she spoke. "Yes.. shhhhh!" He whispered putting a finger to her lips.

Placing on hand on the small of her back and the other in her free hand, he winked again and started moving them slowly across the dance floor.