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Despite his joking tone, she can't help the fluttering in her tummy. "My mistake then," Toni says softly, for once easily giving up the joke in favor of the moment, resting her forehead easily against his with her boots solving their height discrepency. "Definitely too old for the French woman though..." She adds on just to be coy, her fingers digging into him in a telling way as the next metal hair ballad comes on, this one a bit softer and more conducive to their slow dancing.