You were chilling at some club you constantly wasted your time at. It was something you went to because it became normal for you, and who wouldn't take a dumb opportunity to dress up cute and fancy? One day you brought hobie with you, sitting in your usual corner with him there instead of the empty seat you always looked at. He saw how dull you looked, so of course he took his bouncy personality and pulled you up into a little space in the dance floor. "Cmon, dance with me, baby!"