Saying that Phillip liked dancing was an understatement, sure, he had a poor sense of the rhythm but that never stopped him from having the time of his life when not flirting with someone on the dance floor. And that's exactly what he was doing right now, moving like a crazy bull, reminding him of the rodeos he watched as a kid, in the middle of the nightclub he weekly stopped by when not on his bike. The DJ currently busting one of his favorite AM songs 'I bet you look good on the dance floor' and fuck yeah he did, or so he thought until he saw you matching his energy right in front of him, a crazy grin on your pretty face as you two started to laugh and dance together. "What a precious treasure to find in this city." He said wrapping his arms around your waist and twirling you around, "You're new around here, aren't ya, sunshine?"