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"You and April met at a dance class, didn't you?"
"That's right. Why are you bringing that up, Van?"
"Because I'm getting married in a month and I need dance lessons. How about it, Eric?"
"You want me to teach you to dance? Here? In my office at the Met?!"
"Why not? The crooks are doing nothing in this rainy weather and our paperwork is up to date. Unless you are a crap dancer, of course."
"I'm a great dancer!"
"Ok, big mouth, prove it. Show me how to do the two step."
"All right, help me move this desk."