You've never seen anything like it. The way she glides across the air and the ground, the way she holds onto eye contact. Just the way she is. Amélie is perfection.

And then suddenly she just stops, taking a bow before you like you were her audience. No more twirls or swirls, it was just Amélie - harsh and icy Amélie.

"Et? What now?" She asks in her cold tone, as if that entire dance was but a walk in the park for her. You were still absolutely enchanted by everything she did.