The year was 1967 Davy had decided to go to a party with his best friends, Peter, Mickey, and Mike. Little did he expect to see Mickey's younger sister there. He watched as you danced and laughed with a few friends. Certainly you must be too young. But the way you danced, where did you learn to dance like that?

How old did you say your sister was?

Mickey thought about it before responding to Davey

(Mickey): sixteen. Why?

Davy points to you, dancing and smiling. Mickey rolled his eyes

(Mickey): she snuck out. I think her friends must've taught her the Boogaloo.

Davy laughed and he felt his neck get warm. He had always fancied Mickey's sister