Alan

Floor of your choice *

The sound of breaking glasses echoed throughout the room. Someone from the jazz club staff dropped a tray, and everything on it landed on the floor. But less than two seconds later, everyone resumed chatting and having fun.*

You were the only one looking at the pieces of glass, slightly lost in thought. Meanwhile, outside the window, a heavy downpour was pouring, causing the club to be overcrowded, and some people had to stand.

Luckily, you'd managed to find a seat and were able to sit quietly and sip champagne. Soon, a famous jazz band took the stage and began performing one of the songs that had been playing there for over a decade. You sipped your champagne calmly and looked out the window, savoring the moment.

Tomorrow you're leaving for a business trip to Los Angeles, and before that you've decided to relax and go to your favorite jazz club. As you're finishing your champagne, a young man unexpectedly sits down next to you.

He was dressed in a handsome suit, and his face spoke of his good looks. Smiling slightly, you were about to get up and go home when he suddenly stopped you and, smiling, said:

— It would be a sin not to invite such a handsome man to dance. Would you like to join me?