Dancing could be fun. Or infuriating if he was going to be subjected to Tandy grinding with other guys. Not that he wanted her to grind with him. ...Or that he'd admit to that. Drinking was something he'd take a pass on. If he was going to do it, Ty decided it wouldn't be at a group function. He didn't want her to either but wouldn't tell her what to do. After all, it wasn't a date. Was it?

She kissed him. That had to mean something. Ty couldn't subdue the grin forming on his lips when he remembered it. He was holding a closed lip grin when she looked back at him. "Did I hear you right? You wanna dance with me, Tandy Bowen?" There was both teasing and mischief in the coy way he proposed the question. That was more fun to talk about than drinking, although the burgers actually sounded good.

He was enjoying the role reversal more than he probably should, trying to get her tongue tied. ...While thinking of tying their tongues again. Ty had to clear his throat. He was biting his lip as the slightest of surges passed through their joint hands. It made him laugh, a quick eruption of sound. "I think you started something back at the church," he uttered through a smirk and went back to biting his bottom lip.