Well, not right now... no. For being a horned headed fiend most nights out of the week he knows when to behave in the eye of the public. Now is a good time to be sure. Children are present. That kind of dancing is just for them and no one else. With or without pixie dust, moments together are magic.

Night work and it's hazards are a very big balance in Matt's natural charms. Any and all understanding from Verity's corner is more than what anyone else gives. Foggy still is ready with discouraging words and worry. Then again he is also ready to talk about the good work that Daredevil fella does. There's no winning. Not really. Not while the city needs him. Matt doesn't throw himself into the fray so recklessly nor does he go alone.

"Would you out yourself as my weakness?" he pulls back in a move to then twirl her around. "A weakness who knows all the other points to aim at."

Once she has spun about at least twice Verity is back in his arms again. "Say the word and I'll clear a space on the shelf and we can get a trophy."