[His eyebrows travel up the line of his forehead at the perhaps unwitting innuendo, showing a hint of amusement in his lean features, but graciously elects to make no comment on it; he rather enjoys the other's wit and his company despite what has transpired between them.]
I couldn't agree more; which is why we should not let them prevent you from creating new ones. You are young, Mr. Booth. Go out there on the dance floor, find a partner and enjoy yourself with a few numbers.
Oh, don't stop dancing on my account.
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Maybe I will, who knows. And maybe you will, too.
[He keeps his steady gaze on him with a neutral smirk playing upon his thin lips, tilting his head to the side in mild intrigue, and shifts his weight to lean onto his walking cane.]
And why is that? Were you as stiff as wood? It happens to the best, mind you.
Oh, don't stop dancing on my account.
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Not unless I find a willing partner. [He raises an eyebrow, observing the man with an unreadable gaze before he echoes the other's chuckle. ]
I'm not a terrible dancer, to be perfectly honest. Had a few occasions in my youth. What about yourself, Mr. Booth?
Oh, don't stop dancing on my account.
I’m just a curious observer.
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Oh, don't stop dancing on my account.
I'm just a curious observer.
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Why, thank you. It's an original Venetian mask of the Red Death.
You look rather dashing tonight, Mr. Hawthorne.
Let the dances begin.
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Amelia
Ashley
Benedick
Brooke
Diana
Emily
Emma
Genevieve
Grace
Mr. Gold
Hadley
Hope
Irene
Isabella
Karen
Kyle
Leon
Maria
Mary Margaret
Meg
Michelle
Minerva
Miranda
Myra
Penelope
Phoebe
Regina
Ruby
Samantha
Sarah
Scarlett
Shae
Shannon
Toby
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i-vegonemad said: exactly where are you from?
England, GMT. I'm always here in the mornings, when everyone else is asleep.
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Let the dances begin.
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