She sat at the table and let her fingers dance over the cloth.

Land's fingers danced over his board as he lay in the Monitor's new course.

Her fingers danced over the keyboard; it was second nature by now.

Briefly, lightly, his fingers danced over the back of her hand.

She was seated at the computer, fingers dancing across the keyboard.

Her fingers danced over the keyboard, uncertain at first, then more sure.

Her fingers danced over the command board as she brought up views and interpretation.

Mama's fingers were dancing all over the handle of the knife, as if he simply could not wait to use it.

Without conscious effort, her fingers danced across the panels turning off everything.

His fingers danced backwards on the table to grasp the edge.