You walk up to the line of young men, and find a spot among them. You stand there, fidgeting slightly, when the music suddenly begins. The men bow, and you manage to catch on and blend in. The women curtsy back, and then the sides begin to trade off moves back and forth. First the men, then the women, one side and then the other.
You manage to catch on as the dance goes on, as the series of moves repeat after a few repetitions. The first dance goes on for a while, and then it switches speed to a quicker pace. The lines then come together, men and women swinging arm and arm in time, switching from partner to partner. Remarkably, you don't trip, fall, or blunder about at all. You might not have the particulars down, and you miss a move here or there, but your performance was passable if unremarkable. You even got to hook arms with Marna a few times, scoring a sweet smile from her as you swing past towards your next partner.
The evening progresses, with a few more dances which you perform as best as you can. When you make a mistake, there is a bit of laughter from some of the women, but you manage to project a confidence that belies your lack of skill. The evening is growing late, now, and the dancing has started to peter out. Marna is sitting by the side of the dance floor, chatting amicably with a young man who you haven't noticed before. Would you like to do anything else before retiring to you room for the evening?