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"Do you dance, Higgsbury?"
Wilson raises a brow. The voice on the radio has never made small talk. It's odd, but not necessarily unwelcome.
"I learned. My mother forced me to for her parties. I know more than I care to now, to be completely honest." He tilts his head. "Why? Is it about the portal?"
"No, not particularly." A pause. "My friends are listening to ragtime right now and I was wondering..."
"How to dance to it?" Wilson conjectures, smiling. "Then perhaps I can teach you. I wouldn't mind, since you're helping me and all."
A deep chuckle. "Perhaps."