Tully walked into the room he and Hitch shared. Hitch was sitting on his cot, a sullen expression on his face.

"Why so gloom?" Tully asked.

"I promised one of the nurses I would take her to the tango dance at the officers' club, but I don't know how to tango."

"I'll teach you."

Hitch gaped at him, "How do you know how to tango?"

"I was trying to impress a girl."

"Well did you?"

"No, but I did end up impressing the tango instructor. She offered to give me lessons for free."

"How did that go?"

"I did pretty well."

"So, do you think I could learn to tango by tomorrow night?"

"I could teach you the basics."

Hitch got up from the cot. "I'm ready to begin now."

"Okay, I'll be the woman, you'll be the man. We'll begin with holding her first. Put your right hand on my waist. Now hold my right hand with your left hand. Ow! You don't have to squeeze so hard."

Hitch glared at him. "Just get on with the lesson."

"Fine. Now I'll teach you a basic step. Step forward with your left foot. Good. Now step forward with your right. Forward with your left foot. Now go to the right with your right foot. Feet together, moving left to meet right. Ouch!" Tully hopped on his good foot, shaking the one Hitch had stepped on. "I offered to teach you to tango, not break my foot."

"It's your fault," Hitch argued, "You didn't explain I wasn't supposed to copy what you did."

"You were supposed to copy what I did. It was a mirror image. I thought it was obvious."

"Maybe to a girl, but I'm supposed to be learning the man's part. That's what I was following."

Tully rolled his eyes. "I'm the one teaching you the male part, so you need to dance the part of the male. Did you forget that already?"

They quickly started arguing over whose fault it was that Hitch had stepped in Tully's foot.

A voice startled them out of their argument. "What's going on here?" Troy asked. He and Moffit stood in the doorway.

The private's blushed. "Well, it was Hitch's fault," said Tully.

"No, it was your fault," argued Hitch.

"Hold it," Troy held up his hands. "I don't care whose fault it was. All I know is that it takes two to tango."