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"I believe y-you," Ellandra said in reply, sitting down next to him and smiling. And she did. "Um. . . what should I d-do while you dance?" She asked, tilting her her head and blinking at Faolan. She didn't want to get lost in the crowd that would surely form, but she didn't want to just stay in the vardo or anything, either. Perhaps Faolan knew what she should do, because she had no idea at all.

Ellandra nodded. "O-oh, of course I want to watch!" She exclaimed, a blush creeping across her face again at a few thoughts that crossed her mind. "D-don't ever expect me to join y-you though - I'd j-just faint. . . and I can't dance anyway," she admitted, her expression turning a little downcast for a moment. She didn't think she would ever be brave enough to do the kind of dancing she was expecting Faolan to do, but being able to do any kind of dancing, even just alone in her apartment, would be so wonderful. . . .

Ellandra shook her head. "N-not me - I've. . . I've tried. . . I broke half of the items in - in this old curio cabinet my father h-had. . . and managed to give myself a concussion in the process," she said sheepishly. She really was just that bad at dancing - she was a hazard to people and items around her when she really tried. She tilted her head a bit and smiled at Faolan. "I-it's kind of you to offer, but I'm afraid it's - it's the impossible challenge."

"N-not here, no . . .. s-sorry," Ellandra replied, her face erupting into a full-faced blush, her eyes widening in surprise. She really couldn't handle that - not yet, not for a while. She smiled a bit, though. Maybe someday she could dance wih him.

Maybe.

If she didn't break something.

Like her neck.

Ellandra nodded a bit, still blushing. "I'll...... I'll try," she said, and ate a bit of her sandwich before continuing, "B-but don't say I didn't warn you when something gets broken." She meant it, too. She would try - and something would wind up broken. At the very least probably one or more of Faolan's toes. At the worst. . . well, she didn't want to think about that. So she took another few bites of her sandwich instead, watching Faolan and occasionally glancing at the various people (and animals) who passed by.

Ellanra squeaked. "O-on s-stage?!?" Whether there was no-one there or not, that thought intimidated the timid woman just a little. Well, okay, maybe a lot. But if there really was no-one around, and it was with Faolan . . . maybe she would be all right. Maybe. She chewed on her lip for several moments, thinking to herself, before finally nodding. "A-all right," she said, managing a nervous smile for the fortune-teller. She would give it a try. At the very worst, she'd never have to try it again after this. And maybe Faolan could actually help her to learn to dance a little - or at least stop breaking things when she tried.

Ellandra raised an eyebrow as she took another bite of her sandwhich. Swallowing, she asked, "D-do you want me to faint again? Because y-you know I would." She was honestly afraid she'd wind up fainting during his dance as it was; she didn't need any more things to make her pass out!

. . . She really should keep smelling salts with her or something.

Ellandra blushed, but smiled. "Sorry. . . I s-suppose, then - if you really need the help. . . though I should warn you, Rags likes t-to play with shiny objects . . . he m-might complicate things." Really, the little cat was a darling animal, but something of a troublemaker. He'd be right at home here, she had the feeling. She wondered idly if that would be the same for her - anywhere. She wasn't really at home in her apartment any longer, but could she feel at home here?

. . . With a baboon wandering past the table she was eating lunch at? She'd seen it earlier, perhaps, but seeing it now was still a bit of a surprise. She blinked at the animal as it passed by - with a coffee mug in its hand?-, then looked at Faolan.

Caffeinated baboons.

She was beginning to understand why Faolan had liked her boring apartment so much.