"I-I, I'm sorry, I can't, I'm not, it's three feet away from the glass and I plan to keep that rule i-intact". Dipper looked into the eyes of his patient, cold, dead, insane, "I'm sorry, I just don't see what the problem is, I-I, I just wanted to dance with you". Dipper hesitated before clicking a few buttons, the door swishing open as Bill stepped out. "Just one dance, one dance can't hurt anyone". Bill smiled holding his Pinetree closer, "That's where you're wrong".