Step one two dip. A twirl and a bow. He stepped back to allow his other pupil to take over.

Step, bit heavy footed, keep going, three, four, a wince from her. Step twirl … he glided in to correct course. Disaster averted.

And again … Loosen up, watch the feet, maaan. Good dodge from Alma. She could spare her feet at least, but not his eyes.

"I think a diiifferent dance might be better, baby. I have some ideas."

This was going to be a challenge, but he would see them through and spare as many toes as he possibly could.