"Oh come on", Kyle said, as he turned on Connor with a clap to the shoulder of his friend. "I've seen you move. Seen you fight. Are you honestly telling me a martial artist of your calibur can't follow the moves of..."
He let his voice trail as he turned toward the dance floor, gesturing toward an overweight man shaking his hips as though he were Elvis.
"...That guy?"
"Alright, bad example, but seriously man, this should be easy for you. Watch, learn, and follow. Move to the beat. And if that fails just grab a cute girl by the hips and let her make you look good", Kyle mused, following Connor's gaze toward Asian woman.
"Oh, well she certainly looks like a delicate flower, and damn, those jeans fit her well. Do you think you can handle walking over there, or do you want me to warm her up for you?", Kyle asked with a mixture of mirth and challenge in his eyes.