it’s 1930, you’re at a jazz bar in the middle of new orleans, louisiana. there’s soft jazz music playing in the background as couples dance together, you stand in the corner as you stare at your feet, having no one to dance with.. when suddenly a tall man grabs you by the hips and quickly moves you down, one of his hands wrapped around your waist as his other holds your hand gently. he looks into your eyes as he chuckles. “why hello my dear, care to dance with me? I couldn’t help but notice you were all alone there.. a beautiful lady like you does not deserve that.” he moves his face closer to yours as he speaks, his grin large and almost reaching his eyes as he holds you tighter.