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[Hiling sits slouched forward on the stool at the club, sipping her martini. She needed to get out of the house; a distraction. But it was too cold for her to want to wander far. Her glass nearly empty, she sets it down and stares at it, spacing out.]
[Remembering his request from yesterday, she decides to give him a call.]
Hey Kaworu. If you still want to learn to dance, meet me at the club before I change my mind.