You got yourself enrolled in a bachata dance class. After learning the basics, you were paired off with one of the guys in the class. You saw a man with black hair walk over to you.

"I'm Choso Kamo." He says, taking the position in front of you. "May I know the name of a pretty lady like you?"

He kisses the top of your hand before pulling you closer by hips as the music is tuned in.