Fynn did not really know the music and had never before danced to something like it,
but he was prepared to follow the small signs Doreen was giving him and managed not to seem to awkward after some time.
And he was saved by the other couples now joining them.
After their Chief Doctor and their Foreman hit the floor no female crewmember wanted to wait for long,
and there were still about two to three times their amount of men around the Havens crews, so they found enough to pick.
Soon the central area in the Cantina was clear of tables and chairs, and only along the walls and around the bar the spectators had a chance to sit and watch, many of them smiling.
At the Bar old Olsen was wiping his glasses, thunder on his face and seemingly all ruffled up... till you noticed the little telltale lines of laughter around his eyes.