I'll try my best not to stomp on your toes. Maybe you can just stand on my feet?

[He's graceful and observant enough to where there shouldn't be any toe stomping, but you never know. ANYWAY, he takes her hand and starts leading her over to the dance floor, turning to face her once they've found a good dance zone.]

Okay, let's see if I remember how to do this. Your hand goes up here on my shoulder, and... Mine uh. I think your hip? Waist? Somewhere in the middle?

[It goes somewhere, he moves his hand between her hip and waist a few times before just settling between them. Close enough.]