So you stroll to the entrance of the club with your dashing man-blouse at your chest. The bouncer gives you a funny look when you try to enter the club armed with a rapier at your side. However, you give him a courteous bow and slightly lower your hat to him. He nods in acknowledgement and lets you in.
You kindly ask:
She bows and responds:"I'd thought you'd never ask "
You remove your white silk glove and charmingly take her hand. In seconds the two of you are gliding like a pair of newly-wed swans. The pond of your dance floor ripples at the beat of your footsteps.