You can hear "Who let the dogs out?" resonate from the club's stereo system. Awesome! You always loved this song: it makes you feel pumped. You immediately start
dancing to the exciting beat of the music. You feel something loosen up near your spine, as if your pants were too tight before, but now they...felt more form fitting might
be one way to describe it.
Some people start to look at you weird. Why? Is it your dancing? What would they know about dancing? It's not like they're amazing detectives, like you, and observe
things, such as dancing, to every minute detail. They're simply foolish. You continue to have fun and show off your skills until you notice that your balance seems off.
You do a spin and then suddenly fall over, like you were standing on the tips of your toes and lost control.
"A drink," you think, "I need a drink". That should definitely improve your dancing skills, even though they're already through the roof. You ask the bartender for a shot.
The bartender looks at you with a questionable expression. Shit, this is why you don't go out a lot: People are weird.