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[knowlogram]

[Come talk to or shout at your lovely IOU Counselor. His door is always open, unless someone else is already inside.]

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[ordinarythings]

Very well. Would you like to start now? [She's standing up again, holding out a hand.]

[knowlogram]

No time like the present! Except the 80's and parts of the 90's, people are weirdly obsessed with those eras, have you noticed that?

[He'll briefly dissolve with a small flicker and reappear on the other side of the desk, standing next to her, and takes the offered hand. There is a slight, vaguely static sort of tingle, but there's physical pressure.]

...Do we need music? Music usually helps with this kind of thing.

[ordinarythings]

Well, I know about the concept of nostalgia, at least.

[She nods.] I can hum a little, but some waltz music would be helpful, if you have that available.

[knowlogram]

Heh. Waltz. ...It's kind of a funny wo- um. Yeah, hang on.

[He focuses for a moment, and some music starts playing from nowhere.]

[ordinarythings]

Alright, I think we can start with the simpler steps here...

[She taps her feet slightly at first to get an idea of the rhythm, before she starts leading HuBERT in a dance, quietly counting out the steps alongside the music.]

[knowlogram]

Well, don't hold back on my account. I'm a fast learner.

[He is, true to his word, pretty good at following her motions. And despite the limited solidity, the few times he manages to step on her feet are barely perceptible.]

[ordinarythings]

You certainly are! [And that's a nice perk of him being a hologram. She'll start leading into more elaborate maneuvers, then, making sure they won't bump into anything.

[knowlogram]

Literally what I'm made for. ...That's an AI joke, ha.

[He does seem to be getting better. And fortunately there's not a huge lot of furniture to get in the way, despite the relatively cramped space.]

[ordinarythings]

Don't worry, I get it. [She even leads him in doing a fancy turn at one point. But eventually, the music comes to a close.]

So, how was it?

[knowlogram]

Enlightening!

[HuBERT makes a small bow.]

We'll have to do this again, if you survive long enough.

[He sounds entirely too light about that.]

[ordinarythings]

[She bows back.] Of course. I have more dances to suggest, after all.

[knowlogram]

I look forward to it! And I'll have to do more research on my own, but I bow to the expertise of your suggestions.

[...]

See, cause- dancing, and. It's a pun. Wordplay.

[ordinarythings]

Oh, I get it! I'll have to make sure I can keep up with you, then! I'll come see you about that sometime else this week, then?

[knowlogram]

That would be excellent, yes. And no need to worry about the exact timing, my schedule's pretty literally wide open.

[ordinarythings]

I figured, I just don't want to make things awkward by barging in while someone else is in here.

[knowlogram]

You know, I've actually been pretty lucky about that so far? But the door'll lock when anyone's in here, don't worry.