[London... She's not familiar with it, nor is she familiar with alleyway skulking. The honesty gets a quirk of her lips—the two of them have led very different lives, but stories like that reminds her of the Sinners from Syndicate that stay in the MBCC alongside her.]
I hope my performance will live up to your expectations, if it's your very first.
[It takes her a moment to decide, before settling on a classic. Nothing too flashy, but it's a wonder she doesn't end up dizzy after that many spins.]
[ He watches with rapt attention as she dances. It's not an artform he's thought to care much about, dance, but seeing it live—and on a grand stage, even—does add to the appeal.
When she's finished, he gives her a hearty applause. ]
Well, I'm impressed. That must take an amazing amount of control. Where did you learn to dance like that?
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Never inside. I used to skulk about in the alleys near some like this in London, though. Wait for performances to finish up so I could pick pockets.
[ He strolls up the center aisle and plants himself in one of the front row seats. ]
Give us a show, then.
[ His tone says please, even if his words don't. ]
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I hope my performance will live up to your expectations, if it's your very first.
[It takes her a moment to decide, before settling on a classic. Nothing too flashy, but it's a wonder she doesn't end up dizzy after that many spins.]
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When she's finished, he gives her a hearty applause. ]
Well, I'm impressed. That must take an amazing amount of control. Where did you learn to dance like that?