Saturday night.
Laura Palmer waited at the front door of the castle, dressed to the nines in
a dark red dancing dress, pacing restlessly in two-inch high heels. Now all she needed was a partner.
She had a sinking feeling she might be about to be stood up. She had
coerced Alan Grant into asking her to go dancing - more specifically, to "get her feet stepped on" - but he couldn't have been less enthusiastic about the idea...