Arc gave a bit of a pout as Yelena seemed too focused to hear the human's invite, but was quickly dashed away by the young Russ and his own invitation to dance. She bit her lip for a moment, looking him over as she set her drink aside, taking his hand with a smile and hopping up, letting him lead her to the floor. "Ah, frag it. It's a party after all. Come on, peeps, let's not waste the tunes!"
The collection of the (seemingly primarily male) entourage gathering around Arc soon merged with the partying group focused on Yelena, turning into one large throng of swaying, dancing bodies, the lights shimmering and the bass pounding in their ears. Arc had her arms up, moving her hips as fluidly as she could manage, focusing on no one person in particular, instead making sure everyone was focused on the fiesta and having a good time.