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Do you want to dance?
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I have to take 10,000 steps, or my Dr. Deb will ground me.
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Long story.
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Yes. Please.
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Admit it. I look amazing.
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Ah, traditionally, you tell me how good I look
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before fishing for compliments.
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Oh, that's how it works.
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I'm a better dancer than you remember.
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Isn't that true?
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I remember you being pretty good.
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So, why are you really here?