Oskar
Looks like they’re setting up a ballroom. I´m not a good dancer, but I´m going to have to if I want to take Beate in my arms. Towards the end. When the music slows down, and nobody notices my shuffle steps. She´ll think I don´t want to. It´s a risk. Maybe they know Blue Moon. And who knows after that?
Trude
I feel pretty, oh, so pretty. I love this dress. Sabrina said it brings out the deep blue of my eyes. And the way it twirls! I´ll ask Oskar to dance. He is too much of a gentleman to refuse me. A sip of bubbly first. Oh, no!
Oskar
Trude is looking good tonight. Such wonderfully deep blue eyes. I didn´t notice that before. Well, at dinner, who stares into the other´s eyes when you hardly know each other?
Uh, oh. The lady in red! Wow! Now she is something else again. And that blonde hair. Everything in place.  Now it´ll get interesting.
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Beate
I am so glad I didn´t just stick with the Botox. A little nip and tuck never hurt and really does this wonderful dress justice. And Oskar can´t take his eyes off me.Â
But …he is taking his eyes off me.Â
The same dress in blue! Trude Blue. Well, it doesn’t suit her the way mine suits me. Ah, his gaze is swiveling back, he´s made his choice.Â
But she´s coming over, she´s holding out her hand. He´s taking it! Going to the dance floor! Ha! He can´t dance.Â
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Oskar
I couldn´t refuse Trude. I can´t dance but she can twirl. I just need to catch her. The lady in red is angry. Temperament. Hot. That´ll keep for later. What an evening this is turning out to be!
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