She doesn't know if she should be annoyed or impressed. She goes with both.

"Oh, har har," she intones flatly, but she's smiling. Wasn't often she found someone who had a knack for fucking with other people like she did. She wasn't upset with the outcome, either.

But while she wasn't upset, Jessica was a tad frightened. It was the good, nervous kind, though some true fright was mixed in, too. Pretty much all the "sexy" dancing she'd done in her life had been of the solo kind. She turns her head slightly to hide her constipated-looking face as she works to fall in line with his movements. After a few false starts, she gets there, and her confidence slowly builds back up.

There's a bit of a lilting tone in her voice when she next speaks, a grin pulling at her lips. "Whatcha gonna teach me? I'm a good student, you know."