"What a lovely colorful crowd. A party. Dance! Arms and legs, waists and shoulders working in perfect harmony. The way they speak... movements, glances that raise the dance above daily troubles. The young are so lovely! Believe me, there is nothing like finding one another, when there is music that warms the heart. Two hands clasped together, one foot senses where the other will step. And follows, no matter where the other steps. Because it believes that they'll be flying from now on. From every swing and turn. Who knows? Perhaps... it is flying. Go on, young man, before it's too late."