Doug: Pandora. Step this way. I must say Pandora you are a vision.
Pandora: Thanks Doug!
Doug: Where is your bow?
Pandora: Here silly.
Doug: No. Your beau? Your boyfriend? Your escort?
Pandora: No. I tried escort and I didn't like it. So I'm getting myself to a nunnery. You know, no boys. No way no how. They're idiots. I've had it.
Doug: Oh dear. In that case, would you allow me the honor of a dance? Let's get this party started?
Pandora: Great cause I'm a wicked dancer.
Doug: You're in the hands of a master.
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