[Once they're on the dance floor, he gives her a smile and turns her gracefully under his arm. He then guides her to place her left hand on his arm, her right hand in his left, and brings his free hand to her waist. There's no music, so he chooses to go with a slow waltz, since she's said she's barely familiar with the dance. No matter what she does, no matter how much she messes up, he won't be getting impatient. After all, that's the purpose, isn't it? To defy convention?]
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