The skunk steps outside, glad to get away from the party; the food is good, but she hates crowds. As she walks around the garden, she sees another skunk staring at the stars. She had seen him earlier, but didn't get the chance to talk to him. Swallowing her nerves, she walks closer and says the first thing that comes to mind. "I like your dress."
He turns around startled then smiles. "Thanks," he says softly "I like yours too."
"Thanks, but this isn't my dress, my roommate let me borrow it, he's a hippo so it's really big and I had to tuck it in..." she trails off into a mumble. She's able to see how much effort he put into himself compared to her: his dress that goes down to his ankles, his gold and sapphire brooch, the blue eye shadow that contrasts his sparkling emerald eyes, his smile that could light up any room, and his groomed stripe that flows from his nose to the tip of his tail and shimmers in the moonlight. It takes a few seconds for her to snap herself out of her trance. Wanting to continue the conversation, she lifts a hand up to his face.
"Beauty like yours shouldn't be hidden." She says, brushing some hair behind his ear while hoping she sounded suave. His smile grows and he lifts up his shoulders as if trying to hide, probably blushing under all that soft fur.
She puts one arm behind her back as she holds out a hand, doing her best to stop it from trembling. "May I have this dance?" She asks, looking into his emerald eyes. He nervously squeezes his dress as puts his delicate hand in hers.