Tewkesbury closed the bathroom door behind him, a confused look on his face as he turned on his heel to look at you.

“What on earth-“ he began, obviously at a loss for words at the current situation. “You want me to what?” — he placed a hand over his mouth, eyes wide, in disbelief at your request.

“You want me to give you dancing lessons…in a bathroom? right now? at a ball?”