[002N :: Video]

[thedesertrose]

[Camera feed comes in at rather awkward moments sometimes. In this case, it's while Nabooru's in the midst of stifling a yawn.

She slouches over and stares at her camera, seemingly unamused - or something like it.]

Hello kids, cranky old men, potential dancers, and cohorts.

Are you all having a good time? I had a blind date with that Edward guy, and he doesn't seem so bad. He was pretty nice actually. How many of you got stuck with people you hated?

[She pauses to cover her mouth with her right hand and a few moments later withdraws it.]

Hold that thought.
Any of you know of good sleep remedies?

[If anyone says 'a good lay' or its equivalent, she's going to punch them in the face.]

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[thedesertrose]

Thank you.

[She pauses.]

Sonny, is that right?

[Yes. She knows you. Well. Of you.]

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

That's right! Sonny Moe! I'm sorry, I don't know your name though?

[thedesertrose]

I am Nabooru. The dance instructor.

[She's assuming you can't dance at all.]

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

[Nabooru has never played Pokemon Snap, then.]

Oh!! Well, it's nice to meet you! I've never taken a dance class before. I've never really needed to dance.

[thedesertrose]

[No. No, she hasn't.]

It's nice to meet you, Sonny. Dance isn't about needing to. It's about a form of expression.

[punchtheflute.livejournal.com]

Oh. I see. Expression. Hmm.

[He doesn't really get it at all.]

[thedesertrose]

[She notices.]

It's art.

[Don't make her beat it into you, you rolling ball.]