I happen to like dancin’ especially with you, I don’t see the crime in that. But if you want, we could go find a place and then I could make you do something you like better. This dress really serves no purpose, after all.

[He gripped her after that, hands on her waist like a proper gentleman as he began to sway to the music.]

Sandy’s off doin’ budiness, come on Ori pull me in close and we can dance. No one raises an eyebrow to dancin’ at a party darlin’. C’mon, pretty please?

Why couldn't you constantly be tryin' to get me to do something I like? Like gettin' your clothes off.

Fair enough.  So, Mister Honesty, was it really just the alcohol that brought you to this little get together?

You really here for the hookers?

No way, I couldn’t handle that stuff. I couldn’t be grumpy all the time. 

Sandy ain't nothin' but a lowly pimp. I imagine that job ain't hard. Maybe that would suit you better.

Maybe I just like you bein’ close while music is playin’? Maybe I just want to feel ya. 

And you really think if your Sandy saw us gettin' real close and comfortable he'd approve?

What do you want from me? You won’t take my love, my hand…

Well, nothing besides my paycheck. 

But yeah, guess I am. 

That so? Perhaps you're in the wrong career then, officer.

Care to dance with this attraction because she would like to with you?

Why you always trying to get me to dance?

Why’s that? Oh, is it because you do scary illegal stuff all the time?

Yous really impressed by the kinda job Sandy's got?

Don’t you feel the spark, Orion? Come on, give it a chance. Let’s dance. I’m a very good dancer, you know.

I have no doubt you're a good dance. I, however, do not dance.

I'm just honest is all.

They’d be absolute fools to go about ignorin’ you. Just as handsome as the last time I saw you. In a monkey suit too! Sharper than anyone around, Ori. 

Seems you and your associates are the main attraction.

I don’t know, I find it to be kinda impressive. 

I'm sure you've been dazzled but Sandy don't impress me none.

Actually, you’re right. Orion, I have only eyes for you. You’ve done it. You’ve gone and figured me out. Come, dance with me! Let’s whisk the night away with drunken merriment!

And there ain't no way in hell I'm dancin'. 'Specially not with you. I don't need you steppin' all over my feet.

How could anyone even notice me with a pretty thing like you waklin' around all dolled up?

Which young thing? There are so many of them, Orion. Can’t keep count of them by age alone.

Big ole' puppy dog eyes.