[Half of what Mahdi tells him fails to register (making colors? Charter?), not the least of which because he's never danced in his life. It's why he's a befuddling mixture of perplexed, flustered and uncertain as he lets Mahdi guide him, but there's no sense in not trying it out.
As they pass into the main dance area, he cranes his head about with the obvious shock of someone from 1924. This is nothing like jazz.]
—Where is the music coming from? There's no band...
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As they pass into the main dance area, he cranes his head about with the obvious shock of someone from 1924. This is nothing like jazz.]
—Where is the music coming from? There's no band...