When my favourite tune started to play and we were together again, I felt so relieved. In our world of dancing, couples always reserve their first and last dance for their own partners; once I was with her again I knew this party was about to end.
Representing the organizer, our first appeared to be a show dance, then most of the time we needed to entertain our guests, even when it's meal time, I found myself keep having pointless conversation with them, which was a thing I could never get used to- I have enough of speaking at work, I'd rather give my throat some peace if possible.
I don't really like being there, it's not a 'social' party, it's a 'commercial' function. We need to please the guests so that they will keep coming. It doesn't matter whether they can really dance, you just need to say they're doing well. It's business BUT I am a real teacher. I'd like to tell them how to refine their techniques in a decent class rather than to give praises in a party.
Absent-mindedly, I remained myself among the gossip girls pretending to be enjoying it. After all, I know I was representing the organizer and that was what I was paid for. It could be a torture for a dance fanatic to be with good music, proper floorcraft but wrong partner. Time passed incredibly slow when you couldn't enjoy, so finally when we re-united, I was literally relieved.
Yes, you may dance with as many others as you wish, but you always remember that the last one is for me. And I know it well that we belong to each other.