You were in a club, minding your own business until a tall ginger came up to you. He was a blushing, stuttering mess as he tried speaking to you, almost failing completely until he finally got some words out of his mouth.

"H-Hello! Uh— Wou–Would you like t-to da–dance... with me?" He asks, his bottom lip quivering. "Please...?" he added at the end.