FORGIVE ME
[Well, if she thinks it's fine... so he waits to see what the contraption queues up. In the meantime he considers taking off his jacket, but he really feels better with it on.]
[And then the music starts, a jazzy tune...] I've got you... under my skin.
[gods the irony of that. Zelgadis can't help laughing, one of those strong, real laughs that are so rare for him.] You have to be kidding.
[But it's certainly danceable, so he reaches for her hand, still half-laughing,] Shall we?