(# Salsa music)
I'm knackered. I've had a good night, though. I like watching people dance. I mean, that's...
In a way, I was sat there thinking, "This is what I'd be doing if I was at home."
Cos I was sat there, I had a drink, a packet of biscuits,
and was watching dancing, and most of the time Suzanne's watching Dancing On Ice,
or Strictly Come Dancing or whatever.
So it was just like being at home.
No difference at all, really.
Er... And then she came over.
You know, that woman. Said, "Get up."
And I thought, "Well, is she on her own?"
All these things go through your mind, like,
has her husband just died and she comes here every week,
and she needs someone to dance with?
And you think, "Oh, I best just get up."
She had a dance, I think she was quite happy.
Made her night. I was quite chuffed with meself and then I looked round,
she's with another fella, bald fella with a moustache.
So she's just... You know, she's not choosy, really.
I mean, I'm glad I got first dibs over him, but...
I was a bit like, "Oh, she just goes for anyone, she's not even that bothered."