[She takes his excuses in stride, actually expecting them. She'd be making things up for herself if she could, but she knows it's fairly obvious that she's as bored as he is. The people are all the same; the surroundings are just as they are. She can take them or leave them. She gives him a slightly indulgent smile and makes sure he's not going to spit out what's rest of his drink in surprise before she speaks.]
It's all right. I feel the same way.
[It's all just boring. She shrugs but holds out her hand.]
A little break from the monotonous. Dance with me.
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It's all right. I feel the same way.
[It's all just boring. She shrugs but holds out her hand.]
A little break from the monotonous. Dance with me.