"…"
"Do people in Orienta like dancing?"
"Yeah. We're a nation of dancers."
Susan studied jazz dance and was really into anything dance-related. Tilting her head, she asked, "So what kind of dances do you guys do?"
"Square dancing."
Sister Lily said, "My mom loves it. She goes to the community square to dance every single day. Her enthusiasm is off the charts. Last time I called her, halfway through our chat her friends called her to go dance, and she just hung up on me."
Susan had been drinking, her face all red, looking totally hyped. She stood up, grabbed Sienna Johnson, and dragged her toward the dance floor. "Come on, let's go do square dancing."
"Huh?"
Susan's enthusiasm dragged Sienna into the dance floor. Sienna was a bit stiff, and Susan, looking like she was about to battle-dance, said, "Come on…"
"No music, I can't dance."
"What music?"
"'Little Apple'!" After thinking for a second, Sienna blurted out a song title.
