Romance Rumble is serious. Vote now.

In other news, you can still sign up to attend the Feb. 22 Love Letters party with RadioBDC. Put "LOVE" in the code area to ensure your entrance.

As for letters, we're going light for Valentine's Day. We'll be back to more serious drama tomorrow. (Although this letter is sort of serious to me.)

And if you have time today, Miss Conduct discussed romance this week.

Q: Hi Meredith,

I've got a rather light question for you and the readers.

I'm in my late 20s, my boyfriend "Matt" is mid-30s. We've been friends for about 2 years, dating for 6 months. Our relationship so far is amazing. We talk openly, laugh often, give selflessly, touch constantly ... the kind of dynamic where I'm comfortable being myself but want to grow into better versions of "me." I'm genuinely happy, hopeful, and affectionate in a way that my traditionally saucy/cynical self didn't think was possible.

The problem? I don't like to dance but Matt does. I don't think it's a self-esteem/social issue -- I'm comfortable enough in my own skin and enjoy talking to/meeting new people -- but moving my body around to the beat of some song I don't know just doesn't appeal to me beyond a 5-second rendition of the running man, or a spin and dip if I'm feeling really fancy. I groan and try dancing but spend most of my time fidgeting with my hair or sipping my drink, looking around for something interesting to talk about, hoping no one comes up and -- heaven forbid -- tries dancing with me.