It works for Sara, dancing in a sea of faceless, nameless people under the lights, in the darkened atmosphere. No one will see her here - they're all too busy dancing in their own little worlds.

Right now, hers consists of nothing but the music and Natasha. She gets a little closer herself, until there's no way she could get any closer.

"They probably won't. But I like this, right now, just as it is."