Namur's eyebrows raised. "Oh yeah? Who's goin' t' warn the smolts 'bout the booze in the punch if y' do that?" he chuckled, elbowing her shoulder. But he was already moving back toward the dance floor, and the music system set up on the other side. "Come on, then. Got a whole slew a requests so I'll show y' how I been writin' 'em down."