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[ Richie, once more, freezes where he stands. All he can manage to do is blink and even that is a strain on him. ]

I...dance?

[He walks closer on numb feet. His eyes are wide even without the glasses magnifying them. ]

I'm not a great dancer. You...uh. You're sure you want to dance? With me?

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