"Pssssh, everyone has the ability to dance. Dancing's all about letting your limbs loose and enjoying the music" she said with a grin, a dismissive gesture of her hand. "Besides, I can teach you som'in some'in. I'm not saying I'm Justin Timberlake, but I got moves" she wagged her eyebrows and leaned down for her backpack, taking her wallet out and frowning at its contents. The weird black hole that appeared to live inside her wallet would never not astound her--place some bills in, and a few moments later, poof-all gone.

As she placed a few bills on the till, she missed Claire's confused expression and only heard her approval of the plan. So she put her hat on and clasped her backpack shut. "Well then, allons-y!" she declared brightly, getting on her feet. "I'm in Brixton, so we should take the tube. I'm not apparating with a full belly" she said with a scowl, turning to look at Claire as she walked backwards towards the pub exit.

"Also I should warn you I have two cats, one that isn't so sociable, and my roomie might be home. But if I call Sander down, we could have matches, I only have two controllers" she explained quickly, frown drawn as she worked out the possibilities out loud. "Anyway, prepare for a night of epic shooting and junk food!" she declared, eyes shining with the blood-thirst that came with any game of CoD.