12-Dance Dance Evolution

"White or red wine then?" Maud inquired.

"Rosé... sorry, am I being difficult again?"

The bartender shook his head, going to get the bottle. "No, it's fine. Can you pay now, or should I start a tab?"

"Oh, can we tab?" Para requested. "That would be convenient. I promise I'm good for it - I can even help you with your finances, if you like. I'm adept at revenue problems."

"Might take you up on that then," Maud agreed. He set a wine glass down and began to pour. "So, you can calculate descent and revenue... tell me more about yourself," he requested.

Para stared. "Like... what? The fact I've been called a Bunny Ears Lawyer?"

Maud shrugged. "Well, that, sure, or for instance I know Lyn is into line dancing... what's your preference?"

The blonde rolled her eyes. "Square dancing, duh."