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The first thing the students would see upon entering the dance studio was the row of mirrors facing them and the hardwood floor.

The second, and very out of place thing, they would have seen was the black-clad man to their side standing next to a guitar case. As they passed, he indicated that they should take a syllabus from the small table next to them and sit down.

"Buenos dias. Welcome to Dance. If you absolutely must know, the name the school has me under is," he grimaced, "El Mariachi. El for short. But that is all rather irrelevant as, to you, I am Professor."

He popped his neck. "Alright then, let's begin."

"Dance has been a part of human culture since before history. So long as there has been music, there have been people who danced to it. There is something, primal, raw, and sexual in dance, yet at the same time, it is something graceful, refined, and poised. Like most arts, dance is everything at once.

Some of the dances on the list you have in front of you require partners. Some do not. This leaves us with something of a problem, as we have a gender imbalance here. We have seven women and two men. Obviously not enough. Now, Miss Santos will be my partner in all class demonstrations, as she is the TA. And both of us will be on hand to help someone of the opposite gender if necessary, but you will have to share partners to practice. For tests, I have arranged for an extra male partner or two.

If you have any questions, or indeed, any suggestions on how this problem could be handled, please feel free to tell me.

Now, let's start with introductions. Tell me who you are, where you are from, and why you are taking this class.

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Walter looked quite dubious at the idea of dancing by himself for an audience and tilted his head inquiringly toward Nadia.

It was entirely possible that that grin wouldn't be leaving Nadia's face all semester. She swung her hips and backed up to the rhythm, gesturing for Walter to join her.

With a familiar partner, she of the swinging hips, Walter started to grin and approached, matching his advancing steps to her retreat.

So then Nadia had to mix it up and suddenly approached, moving to circle him.

Walter stayed in place, moving gently in place until she came around to his side, then reached a hand to take hers and draw her in, possibly for a bit of a twirl.

A twirl sounded just fine to her.

"So," she said conversationally when she was (possibly briefly) facing him again. "You don't have any plans this evening, right?"

"No." Walter put his other hand on her waist and stepped forward. "Should I?"

Nadia draped her arms over his shoulders. "Hmm. Don't know. Maybe you should just keep your options open."

There were other people there, Walter hadn't forgotten, he just didn't care all that much as he moved in a slow circle with Nadia. "I will be going down to the restaurant later. For some reason, Alfred gave me the day off, but still wanted to see me, but I'll be free after that."

"That is odd," Nadia changed up the footing a little bit, to keep things interesting and to keep El from thinking she was slacking. "Well, I'm sure it won't take too long, or anything."

"I'm sure it won't." Walter's smile broadened and his fingers pressed on her waist to signal a change of direction and tempo. A little swing was always fun. "I'll look for you later, then?"

"Of course. I'll make sure to be somewhere to be found."

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