Daan

[scrapdraught]

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[scrapdraught]

Oh god, right, you've never seen the earthly delights of a twentieth century night club.

[She cocks her head.]

Do you want a lesson?

[recession]

I am from the twentieth century, in case you've forgotten. I've been around them a fair amount.

Societies, cabarets. Their ins and outs.

[scrapdraught]

Early twentieth century. Time moved fast Daan, and dance moved faster.

Come on. I can get you up to speed.

[Extends hand]

[recession]

You have one shot and I'm not doing the weird pointing one.

[ Humours her because he thinks her time is limited,,, still think it'd be amazing if she just endgamed like this though. Takes hand. ]