[ Jim's a little buzzed off alcohol but not embarrassingly so, rosy-cheeked and easily geared to share his smile by the time the snow is an inch deep and people are laughing as half their number take cover near the bar. He's inordinately pleased with Ginny's magic, in too much of a good mood to try and figure out how it works instead of how much fun he can have in it under the dim lighting.
His hand slides into Leonard's and he gives him a tug toward the dance-floor, chin up and eyes bright. ]
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His hand slides into Leonard's and he gives him a tug toward the dance-floor, chin up and eyes bright. ]
C'mon, Bones.