Knowing they're with an outright professional, most likely better at the dance floor than them, the Professor matches with a grin of their own, less mean but definitely wider, holding the Mycologist close for a moment to whisper their answer.

"Why don't you start leading now? Let's Make some Waves~" Teasing, wanting to see that hinted beast take over the dance floor. And hoping to survive it as well. Their own movements trying to lure that beast out. Now their trail is getting in the middle of the dancers, yet careful enough not to hit anyone. That lack of consideration would simply not do well to the show.

OOC(Very fitting indeed. Hurray for the devilish inclinations)