That's good for you. [Being prepared and all. Alhaitham releases her and takes a step back. There is a momentary look of expectation, a silent question if she'll be walking with him when he says:] Then my work here is done. I'm going to return to my table.
[Alhaitham simply looks amused as her realization as they escape the dance floor. He, of course, plans to go back to his table, but not far from getting off the stage his foot is caught from moving further.
Yes, though it isn't anything Kaveh or Ghost put up. [Because there's no way they would have put coercive mistletoe around their saintly gala.] Apparently the tradition is a kiss.
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Okay. [ She's a little hesitant, but he's not moving super fast, so after a second to deliberate, she's able to fall into the rhythm he sets. ]
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[ Good job, teacher!! ]
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[ She wasn't ready.
She manages, but she definitely wasn't ready?? ]
Al!!
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[ Listen, she's got the box-step down now, it's okay. But the twirl?? ]
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... Well, I can do that much.
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Victory!
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Feel more prepared to dance with Robby now?
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[ To refrain from flipping him over her head-- ]
Thanks, Al.
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[ She doesn't mind. ]
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He turns on his heel and starts walking off.]
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I didn't even think of that. [ YIKES. ]
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... He looks up, and not down.]
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[ She's also glancing up, and.
... Oh. ]
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Okay, got it! Bend down a little!
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