Bellydancer to the Invaders: Science Fiction

She was dancing when they stomped into the room, so caught up in her routine that she didn't notice the sudden stop of all conversation. Hip isolation, figure eight, shoulder roll, turn and drop the hip, turn and drop the hip, and-- Her dance came to a graceless halt when she saw the bulky alien figures lined up against the back of the wall. The leader--they could tell by the color of his breastplate--had his arm held up to hold back their advance, and his eyes were locked on--her. She shivered. She couldn't delude herself that it was what a human male would have thought upon seeing her--the aliens didn't think that way.

Inspiration: Some combination of "Siki, siki baba" (song) and The Crucible of Empire (book).
Story Potential: Medium-high.
Notes: Interesting, but maybe too derivative. Her dancing shows she might grasp some of the body-language nuances, so he takes this bellydancer and throws her into an alien culture.