>>5346603SO, you shout as the music gets even louder, somehow, YOU ENJOYING YOURSELF!?
“<span class="mu-i">YEA!</span>” Giggles the scientist as she begins flailing around like one of those decorative inflatable tube men they have at used car dealerships, “<span class="mu-i">I-IF I JUST TAKE IT EASY I SHOULD BE FINE! D-DID YOU SEE SYBIL? O-OR MITZI? ERRR, OR TALBIE?</span>”
There she goes using that nickname again… NO, you reply with a shake of your head, YOU HAVEN’T!
“<span class="mu-i">THAT’S OKAY!</span>” Replies Dr. Venaas as she drops into some kind of Russian kick dance, “<span class="mu-i">I’M J-JUST GLAD YOU’RE DANCING WITH ME!</span>”
She’d better be! Letting the beat take over, the two of you attract a small crowd of other dancers as you continue to shake it! HEY, you begin-
“<span class="mu-i">WHA?!</span>” Denise shouts, craning her ear in your direction, “<span class="mu-i">I-I’M AFRAID I CAN’T HEAR YOU!</span>”
“Yea, dis’ place ain’t exactly conductive fer’ a conversation, huh?” Ly muses as you reconsider what you’re actually trying to do.
“<span class="mu-r">Who needs WORDS when you’re on the DANCE FLOOR!?</span>” Giggles Nats as she pronounces ‘<span class="mu-i">dance floor</span>’ like an old-timey starlet! “<span class="mu-r">Let your BODY do the talking!</span>”
Yea, you’ll think about it. In the meantime, though, did you just wanna check in, or?
>BRING DENISE OVER TO A QUIETER AREA TO TALK!>TAKE DENISE AND TRY TO TRACK DOWN THE OTHERS!>LEAVE DENISE AND FIND SOMEONE ELSE (MITZI? SYB?)>GO GRAB A DRINK AT THE BAR!>CHALLENGE DENISE TO A DANCE-OFF!>HEAD SOMEWHERE ELSE!>WRITE-IN! 