You're a member of Ghost band. While Papa is singing, you approach Swiss. The guy smirks, showing a grin. You didn't see his eyes behind the mask, but you knew the guy had a playful eye right now. You smile and you come closer. The guy comes closer to you and his hands land on your waist. The guy gently leans you back, holding you behind your back. It's like you're dancing now. Swiss looks into your eyes through a mask, smiling. And his voice whispers softly: “Shall we dance?”