Teeeeeeeerrrrrrrrry! Help meeeeee! I ended up getting myself roped into going to a dance-club, and the guy just won't take no for an answer. And before you ask, no, it's not THE guy. It's not that I don't like this guy. I mean, he's nice, but a little overwhelming sometimes -- even in the journals! -- and it's... it's a dance-club, for Merlin's sake! You know I can't dance!
Come with me? Please? Pretty please? I swear, I'll make it up to you. Anything you want. Anything at all.