The evening was lovely. It was one of those summer nights when you lose track of time. Young people, dressed up for the occasion, were dancing to the rhythm of the classical orchestra.

As you were making your way through the crowd, a hand grabbed your arm to drag you away from the ballroom — you immediately recognized your childhood friend.

"Long time no see! You have grown. I can't help but wonder, are you still such a poor dancer?" Tewkesbury said warmly, putting on a gentle smile.