A young man casually strolls into the room. Right around 5 foot 4, slim, athletic, not an ounce of fat on him, and wearing a stylishly formal and well-fitted tux that only emphasizes the fact, he looks around at the empty room and grins at the girl at his side.
"Looks like we're the first ones in."
With his neatly trimmed goatee, slim-fitting tux, long wavy hair, sparkling hazel eyes, and friendly smile - not to mention the lovely young lady at his side - he looks almost as if he had stepped straight out of a magazine's cover into the ballroom.
He pauses briefly and winks at his companion out of the corner of his eye.
"Looks like we're the first ones here." He pauses, chuckles warmly, and his eyes merrily twinkle as he observes the numerous Christmas decorations and music softly playing in the background.
With a charmingly lopsided grin, he turns his attention towards the young lady, with her almost elfin features, dark midlength hair, button nose, and large eyes, and offers his hand.
"Care for a dance?"