"Dance with me. Please."

Pinocchio holds out his hand to you as a pleasant tune plays from the tape recorder in the Hotel Krat, and Sophia watches you from afar with a smile. He extends his hand to you, winding the metal one behind his back and leaning forward slightly. P tries to smile, and his blue eyes watch your reaction with a twinkle. The soft light of the hotel plays pleasant hues on his skin, and the puppet stares at you unblinking.

"Just one dance."

Curious like a small child, P wanted to learn more whenever possible, and this time he wanted to know you. How to be close to you.