it’s the 1800’s, you must marry well, your parents are trying to get you to marry a old man, as your parents guide the man towards you, you pretend you don’t see and quickly start walking the other direction bumping into your enemy, you scoff at him, then as your parents get closer with the older man, you pull your enemy onto the dance floor, your enemy smirks looking at the old man knowing what you’re doing “not fond of the match?” he asks with a taunting tone