"Hello, Rico."
"Good afternoon, Mr. Merendino. How are you?"
"I'm doing very well, thank you. And how are you?"
"Fine thanks. Would you like to get started?"
"Absolutely, I can't wait for you to teach me to shake my ass."
"That's a big proposition, Mr. Merendino. We'll take it slow at first."
"Just the way I like it, nice and slow."
"I don't know exactly what you mean, but let me just say that not all male dance instructors are gay."
"I didn't say anything of the sort."
"That young lady over there, Lizzy, is my girlfriend."
"Good for you Rico. Now, can we get on with this, I got romantic interests of my own. That's why I'm here in fact. I have fallen for a distinguished gentleman in the community."
"Really, what's his name?"
"You won't tell anyone will you?"
"On my word as a gentleman."
"Jim Williams, the antique dealer."
"Really, that's some coincidence."
"What do you mean?"
"Well, Mr. Williams and some young man with a dazzling smile and mysterious eyes used to take dance lessons from me."
"You said, 'used to...'"
"That's right, I haven't seen either of them for two or three years now."
"That is precisely what I wanted to hear. I couldn't stand it if Jimmy and some young stud were taking dance lessons together."
"Well, we better get to work, that Mr. Williams was quite a dancer as I remember"
"By all means then, let's get started. I have a dinner engagement in a couple of hours anyway."
"With Mr. Williams?"
"I wish, I haven't approached him yet. I'm hoping that I can get his attention at his next party with my superb dancing. Tonight, I'm just meeting a friend of mine who keeps me 'grounded.'"