[The notion is so foreign to him. He still thinks of them as Steve’s friends and not his own. He’s still a ghost to them, a remnant of a past that Steve can’t even recognize sometimes, so it seems like the most logical thing to assume. Yet, here is Wanda welcoming him, having already accepted him, so freely.
He smiles faintly to himself.]
I would appreciate that. I don’t have much to give you back in return, though.
[And he pauses to think for a moment about what he even has these days.]
[ She knows a little of debts: kindness paid in kindness, honesty paid in the same, as it must be. Wanda ducks her head, looking at her remaining pasta and meatballs. ]
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He smiles faintly to himself.]
I would appreciate that. I don’t have much to give you back in return, though.
[And he pauses to think for a moment about what he even has these days.]
You ever gone dancing?
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No. I don't know how.
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I’ll show you then. Favor for a favor.
And it won’t be that bull that kids call dancin’ these days. They ain’t got a clue what real dancing is anymore.
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Very well. Real dancing. I will hold you to it.
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Perfect.