By the way, this is a dance scene between a guy and a girl. It is open for interpreations- both enfing and start.
"What do you think of me then?" She asked with a coy smile on her face
"I think you are an eccedentesiast." The word rolled of his tongue, his eyes clearly challenging her as he looked down at her.
"I'm going to pretend to know that word and stomp on your foot at the insult."
"How can you assume you assume of its negative connotation when you can not delineate its meaning?"
Crunch
"A woman's intuition, I guess," a calm reply from her followed.
"If it were left to a woman's intuition then the people I danced with must clearly not be women," if he was in pain, he didn't show it.
"So, your charm lies in insulting women using big words while your actually prefer men over women."
"Is it a crime to like both genders?"
"I can't convict a felon of a crime I'm guilty of, myself."
With a slight dip, his warm breath caressed her cheeks, their faces inches away, before they joined the other dancers with their light twirls and high crescendo in their steps.
"Tell me," he paused, "how can you judge me so quickly?"
"It was quite accurate, was it not?" Quickened and shallow breaths passed between them before she answered.
"In a world full of liars, you get used to pinpointing them. The slight corner of your mouth turned upwards as if you were mocking me. Also, you tilted your face and turned me around the twirl to fully see me in the face. It is the human nature."
A small smile flitted across his face- a genuine one this time.
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