[If it helps, it's not as though he's the only one with a chance of looking foolish tonight. She hasn't exactly done much dancing herself before... well, dancing with a boy, in the slow-dance sense, anyway. She's done plenty of the normal bouncing and gyrating that counts as dancing at school functions and places like Club Escapade.
But like most girls, she watches TV, and imagines the romantic possibilities. And even if he thinks it's simple, right now standing on the roof with just themselves and a radio and the chilly night air is about as romantic a scene as she can picture.]
I don't change my mind that easily.
[She steps forward and holds out her hand, as though he's wearing a suit again and she has on an elegant ballroom gown (something she's never actually worn in her life) and repeats the line from the movies.]
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But like most girls, she watches TV, and imagines the romantic possibilities. And even if he thinks it's simple, right now standing on the roof with just themselves and a radio and the chilly night air is about as romantic a scene as she can picture.]
I don't change my mind that easily.
[She steps forward and holds out her hand, as though he's wearing a suit again and she has on an elegant ballroom gown (something she's never actually worn in her life) and repeats the line from the movies.]
May I have this dance?