I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose

[perpend]

WHO: Cabanela (Dillon Hays), OPEN
WHAT: Cabanela attempts to teach people to dance
WHERE: A dance studio. A few days before this, an advertisement for dance lessons would have gone up with the location, date, and time. On the door of the building a recycled poster taped up says "Dillon's Dance Lessons: Free of Charge!"
WHEN: All day on the 28th
WARNINGS: Terrible dance lessons ITT

Today was one of those days that Cabanela was sure was going to be a hit. He was still unsure about whether or not he was actually Dillon Hays, leaning towards a big "no", but he wasn't stupid enough to try and make folks here angry. So he had to try and do something when he wasn't wondering how he was going to work security when there were plenty of guards around. It seemed like a waste of time, and he couldn't very well wander around the Cave doing detective work and not draw attention to himself, so the best thing he could do was that other hobby of Dillon's.

Cabanela had never before attempted to teach people do dance-- his dance was practically trademarked, but he could give it a shot. What was the harm, right? The Professor would probably be annoyed, and Lynne would be an embarrassed. Jowd might join in if he wasn't in so much trouble, but that was something he couldn't concern himself with. The best way to keep himself from being suspicious was to embrace the habits of Dillon. And that, as far as he was concerned, wasn't a half bad idea.

Dancing was fun. That, and he'd brought punch.

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[littlealienguy]

Jonas may not have seen the advertisement that went up before but as he was walking back to the living quarters from the library he couldn't miss the poster on the building. He paused for a moment...before deciding to go in. It had to be another Sleeper and it seemed like a new twist to the stories they'd been told, so was worth exploring.

Besides, maybe John was a dancer, though the idea made Jonas blush.

"Hello?"

[perpend]

"Hey there, baaby!" Cabanela said, grinning broadly.

Finally, a nibble! He had been sitting near the door, hoping to greet the first few people who had arrived. He stood up to shake the stranger's hand. "The name's Dillon Hays," he said. "Thought I'd set up shop here. Can't very well do work here without a security team, so I decided that I'd take my chances at teaching dance for the other Sleepers. Just a bit of fun, you know, baby? Some fun to pass the time."

[littlealienguy]

The man suddenly popping up with broad grin startled Jonas to the point he stepped back, as if from a threat. He hadn't really known what to expect when he'd walked in but that wasn't it.

But he composed himself as quickly as he could and shook the man's hand with a small polite smile. "John Hamilton. What would you be doing if they had a security team?" He asked, unable to help himself.

[perpend]

"Working with them, probably," Cabanela admitted. That was what the boys in charge would want, at least. It would keep the people in charge satisfied as he snooped around looking for answers. "But good thing I don't have to work security, right? The guards do a good enough job. We're here to dance!"

[hisprecious]

When Elena saw the sign with the advertisement, she'd had to laugh a little at Cabanela's efforts. There was a bit of debate on whether she should go or not, but then she figured, hey, why not? Maybe she could drag out her cheerleading skill set and have some fun with it.

After her hours at the library, Elena dropped off her things at her living quarters, and then headed for the dance studio.

"Dillon?" she called out, as she popped through the door, dressed in less restrictive clothing.

[perpend]

"Heya, Chloe!" Cabanela said cheerfully. "Come to dance?" he asked with a smile. She was young enough she might even be able to out-dance him. Not that that would stop him from having a good time, of course.

[hisprecious]

"If you'll teach me," Elena shrugged with a smile. She took a few steps so that she joined him in the centre of the studio.

While she had gone to every school dance, Elena got the feeling that the dancing Dillon was teaching wasn't exactly the usual bop and pop.

[perpend]

"Sure," he said cheerfully. "Of course I'll teach ya!" He grinned. "You have any dance experience? I know a few different styles. Ball room and disco, mostly, but there's a bit of tap in there, too." Of course, he didn't have any tap shoes on him, but he wondered if it was possible that this run down dance studio had some in a storage room somewhere.

[hisprecious]

"Nothing formal," she admitted. "I'm sort of an amateur at ball room dancing, if that counts."

She'd been to a couple of the council-run balls and galas, what with Dad having been on the Founder's Council after all. A pang of pain went through her at the memories of dancing with her dad, stronger than she'd felt in a long time.

[perpend]

"Hey, it's better than nothing," Cabanela said cheerfully. "Since you know a bit of the basics." Cabanela was mostly self-taught himself when it came to some of the dances. Being a detective and being a dancer was sort of an odd combination, but it seemed that the people who worked with him respected him in both his "dream" world and this reality.

"We can start off slow, of course," he said, arms stretching out.

[hisprecious]

At first, Elena stood there, then quickly realized that she was supposed to step in.

She raised her arms and accepted his hands, shifting slightly from foot to foot. "What next?"

[perpend]

He moved slowly, not wanting to make her feel stupid. A short, silly jig was in order here. He hoped that the leg work wouldn't be too overwhelming as he moved, slow enough that she could follow his motions. "Like this," he said cheerfully.

Probably a bit too complex of a first-time dance, but he was too enthused to think about it.