He didn't think he'd have much fun with it, but she seemed so insistent and he really didn't want to upset her or anything by continuing to refuse. So he willed up some courage and steeled himself for...a dance.

His hands (very nervously and very lightly) in the right places, and his blush having faded to just a red tint across his cheeks, he mumbled an almost determined sounding, "Okay." But he wasn't looking her in the eyes, and he was wearing a thoughtful frown, the sort somebody wears while working through a difficult math problem.