Behind every dance, there is a story. And with every graceful leap and every small step, a truly skilled dancer tells her story to anyone who will listen.
Nellie Lovett loved to dance. She loved every sensation that dancing let her feel. The feeling of her skirts rustling around her legs; the feeling of her feet moving rythmically across the floor; the feeling of her partner's breath against her neck as they held each other close.
For one cannot perfect a dance without another dancing beside them. Behind every dance, there is a story. And no story is complete with only one person.
So Nellie Lovett and Mr. Sweeney Todd danced. They smiled their sad smiles, and they laughed their empty laughs, and they spoke of nothing but revenge, and they danced.
For in this cold, unpredictable world, sometimes one can only find some sense of familiarity in the feeling of one hand gently placed on your waist, and another in your hand.
With every twirl and every step that Nellie Lovett took with Mr. Sweeney Todd, she told him a story. A story about jealousy,
hatred, passion, and above all else, love. And maybe, just maybe, if Mr. Todd had heard her story, Nellie Lovett would still be dancing today.
But you cannot tell a story to those who will not listen.