When Jason's eyes caught her dancing movements on a table in the bar where they were, surrounded by people who encouraged her to dance even more, he swore he was hallucinating.

But it was not.

He approached the crowd around the table, pushing past a few men who were whistling at his friend along the way, and when he finally reached the front of the table, he picked her up and threw her over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes.

"That's enough show for today."