The dance floor seems a bit underutilised; Perdita plays a tango or two, with feeling, but people are deep in conversations.
She looks around the room, shrugs philosophically, and plays a Lancrean morris-dance, mumbling the words, which involve a good deal of nonsense syllables and "Hooray"s.
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She looks around the room, shrugs philosophically, and plays a Lancrean morris-dance, mumbling the words, which involve a good deal of nonsense syllables and "Hooray"s.
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Also known as the:
"I-hate-you-now-f**k-me" dance.
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