Every time she can get him to laugh is a victory for her. She's got a little scorecard in her head for it and everything. She is just about pleased as punch right now. (Given his costume, his appreciation for puns and wordplay is pretty evident.)

She almost answers 'yes, please'. Again. It's too late to not look overeager, but she's trying to rein herself in. "Of course." Not trying very hard, mind. Her hand in his and with her in position, she'll get to learn how well a man who can't usually fly can dance in three dimensions. Already knowing how well he does on the ground, she's got high hopes.