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Yes, me too ... oh, careful.

[Julian tries to hold her steady and slows down, realizing the sand isn't only a problem for him.]

What makes you think you're the one messing up?

Thank you...

[After a moment Janie stops dancing, and separates from Julian so that she can remove her shoes]

Do you really think my taste is that bad?

[Julian watches for a moment, then does the same, including the socks.]

Well, no, but I don't see why it should all be your fault.

It's hard to dance in sand...

It isn't all my fault, but I feel like my luck would be better if I was smarter

It is. Sorry ... it was a bad idea.

Janie. You are one of the smartest people I know. And aside from that, not even the smartest person in the universe could influence all the parameters of a relationship alone. I understand why all of the bad luck you've had would make you weary, but ... if you stop trying, you'll never know if it could be different.

No, it was a bad idea of me to dress up. It should be a lot easier to dance barefoot.

...Thank you. [She's silent for a moment] I um, really. I think we should dance again.

The dress is lovely, it's just the shoes.

[For some reason he feels a bit embarrassed and hurries to get back into dance position.] Uhm. Yes. Let's dance.

Thank you... you look nice too. Did I say that already?

[Janie fumbles a bit, but eventually will try leading Julian in a dance.]

Do you, uh. How's New York?

Uh, thanks. You chose it well, and fitting.

[He grins a bit and tries to follow Janie's lead the best he can.]

It's ... still the same? Now that I think about it, I've spent much of my time elsewhere, actually.

I guess at sizes... But I- well. Thank you.

[She's dancing slow, and seems to be concentrating on the conversation.]

Do you like being away? I like having you around.

You're good at guessing ...

[His attention is split between dancing and talking, which means he'll make a mistake or two.]

Thank you. I do, I like exploring new things, making experiences, or, uh, mistakes. But with friends, it's always best. I'm ... it's nice with you.

We've known each other for a long time... Haven't we?

[Janie slows down even more]

I like exploring too... I can't seem to stay still for too long. It's nice with you too. We can go anywhere, whenever we want.

We have. You're very attentive ...

[Julian adjust his pace, at least this makes it easier for him to remember the right steps.]

Oh, I'd love to do that. I never minded much doing such things alone, but that was before we started traveling together. It's all ... all so much better with you.

I really like you...

[Janie looks lost in thought for a moment]

I'm glad I can help make things better for you.

I, uhm. Thanks. I like you, too.

[He looks somewhat confused, wondering why he can't seem to find the proper words.]

You do, you have no idea how much.

[Janie stops dancing]

What's wrong, Julian? Are you alright?

Yes, yes, I'm fine. I'm just ... I'm glad you're here, that's all.

[He looks at Janie.]

Would you like to stop?

No,no. I'm just- confused, that's all. Do you want me to change the music? Do you want a drink, because I sure could use one.

Uh, no, the music's fine ... but I could use a drink as well.

[Now he's confused, too.]

Uhm, are you alright?

I'm freaking out. I-my mind is racing and I'm nervous.

Don't ... I'm sorry. I'll stop whatever I'm doing that makes you feel uncomfortable.

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It's not you! It's- you have been one of my best friends, almost ever since we met, and you're my second favorite drinking partner. I can call you, and we can hang out without any baggage. You and I have taken trips together and been through so much.

And I can't mess that up. If I do, then what do I have left? So I'm confused and want a drink before dancing more, but at the same time I don't want to stop because I feel safe and comfortable.

[He's a bit speechless for a moment, then he smiles, looking Janie right into the eyes.]

You can't mess that up by dancing with me. Honestly, I can't think of a way how you could ever mess that up, after everything we've been through. I'll be there for you as long as you want me to, and I hope this will be a long time. ... Hell, that sounds cheesy, but I mean it, and if I'm a bit confused then it's because I don't want to risk any of that either and because you mean so much to me. And because I feel like an idiot, babbling and lacking the proper words, and ... too sober. So. Uhm. Drinks, then more dancing?

[Janie looks back at Julian for a moment, before standing on her toes, and attempting to kiss him on the cheek]

[...And also, a little ways away on the beach, a mysterious table full of tools falls from the sky and crashes to the ground]

[Julian smiles, thankful that he obviously didn't scare Janie off with his monologue. He is about to give her a heartfelt hug when he hears the crashing sound and looks around.]

What was that?