"Let's be content to keep up with each other then?"

Rainier had not realised there was silence until the music began again, swelling behind them. A new look of pleasure was there, as he lead Surreal to the edge of the dance floor. Twenty or so other couples were already there, dancing in a sea of color. Surreal stood alone, in her black.

And then it seemed to Rainier, she just stood alone. He extended one hand to her, determined to offer what he could.

It was a waltz.