Despite her social ineptitude with friends, Amelia excels at leading groups of people. Organizing and manipulating persuading are two of her strengths, and they work well in a setting like this. She can also distance herself from everyone by telling them what they want to hear while not believing a word of it herself. It's an unfortunate talent that she uses often.

"All right, but remember that you asked for this." Her grin only widens as she takes his hand and leads him to the musicians in the corner, explaining what kind of song she wants next with a few well placed notes and beats. With that taken care of, it's back to the dance floor, where she organizes the second dance, which is far more complicated than the first. There's lots of bumping and laughter, and, once everyone is more comfortable with the steps, 'poaching' of partners when one dancer slips into the dance where another should be. Amelia allows herself to be poached out several times, only to sneak back in when no one expects it. The tavern goers can try often, but they can't seem to stop her from getting what she wants.

When the dance finally ends, Amelia smiles over at Felix and nods toward the bar. "Shall we see if this ale holds up to your promises? I'll have you know my eldest brother is a brewer, so I do know a thing or two about ales." It's the oldest sibling's right to pick apart what the younger do, after all.