That does indeed sound like something pretty objectively enjoyable to Reggie, even as belated warning bells start going off in his head, letting him know that he should maybe be thinking a little harder about what's happening here than he currently is. Maybe if he makes a game out of seeing how far he can justify things to himself, that will somehow make it alright. From drinks with a friend, to dancing with a friend, to... a friend sharing her professional talents with him, where's the harm in any of that? Just as soon as he can't find any more justifications, then he can hit the brakes to figure out what he's doing, no harm done.

"Yeah... okay," he answers, nodding slowly. "That could be fun. Assuming you're any good, I mean."