thestarspangledman | log 009, filtered from Peggy

[Well, it took a while, but he's finally managed to figure out how to filter things from people and not just to people. Steve's place of choice for the day is the art room, settled into a corner with his sketchpad and pencils. He looks a little embarrassed, but -- there's no Bucky here for him to ask about this kind of thing.]

So, uh -- I don't know how many of you noticed, but I'm not...exactly a ladies' man. But I owe a certain lady a dance; promised her one back home, actually. I just, uh, want to make it special, I suppose. And there's no Stork Club around here to do that in.

So what I'm trying to say is -- does anyone have any, um, tips? For this sort of thing? ...Or if you could point me to some good music, say...Glenn Miller or Benny Goodman or someone, that'd be appreciated, too. So, uh. Thanks.

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From:

deadliestviper

Just stay close, move slow and don't step on her feet. Don't worry, someone on this boat has to have some Old Blue Eyes.

From:

ichoosefight

First date? [ ohmygosh cute. ]

From:

most_feared

You've never actually danced before?

[Aw hell.]

I'm sure I got somethin' you can listen to.

From:

breakingmyheart

I, ah, don't dance much, so I can't offer any tips to that end. But I have...quite a lot of music you might be familiar with.

From:

surrenders

[yeah uh she doesn't know about the log just below you on my reading list yet]

Going to make it just the two of you?

From:

mightymorbid

...There's a juke box in the pub. Sometimes when people have had one too many they dance, so I suppose that place is as good as any.

From:

rass_bestie

We could clear out the warden conference room, if you like. Set a player to the music of choice. Private, yet roomy.

From:

an_abomination

[Woo, something he has some experience with.] I don't know much about dancing but you could take her to the CES room. The two of you will have privacy there and can make it look like whatever you want that's natural.

Ask someone if you can borrow one of their various music devices [Suspects he doesn't know what an iPod is just yet.] and bring some food along with you.

From:

aggravating

AC/DC.

[All he's saying and all he's ever going to say. At least music-wise.]

So who's the lucky girl?

From:

diedinnewyork

[Eddie could say a lot of things about this. A lot of jokes leap to mind-is she a chorus girl, somebody you met on your USO tour-camp follower, that sort of thing.

The dilemma is...he had a woman once and they had their dance as well. It was a horrible dance, a bloody dance. And then it was a sad dance between two broken people.

He suddenly hates him.

But it would be cruel to make fun of something like this. There's something about this that isn't funny at all.

So there's a grim knock on Steve's door and outside there is a record player-an old fashioned one just the kind that someone born in the 20's and lived in the forties might use.

There are no records save one, Nat King Cole and the word this written on it in big black letters. The song is circled on the back five or six times.

If asked, Eddie will deny it's his til the cows come home and put it on every single other barge patron here. He is not here for kindness at all.]

From:

lacksconviction

I suggest that if you wish to impress her, you wear your battle garb and carry your shield.

[BECAUSE YOU HAVE A BUTT THAT WON'T QUIT. Also it is hilarious to give you helpful advice.]

From:

lastmanstanding

...You think about when you want to do this? Dinner and stuff?

From:

persuadeyou

Just pick a place and a song. The rest will take care of itself.

Try the deck; the view's bound to make it better than the Stork Club. [Seriously, Stork Club, what are you 1940s.]

From:

timesbureaucrat

[Narvin can't quite believe he's offering romantic advice. Which is why this is on a private filter, so no one else can ever know.

But...he actually has experience with romantic dancing. (Thanks Kay.) So he feels obligated to help a fellow warden. He sighs.]

If you want ambiance, the deck is the best location. Get some friends to guard the stairwell from the inside, or set up a security system to ensure yourselves a few minutes privacy. You can set up your communicator to play whatever song you pick. [It's a shame Una isn't around. She'd be best for music advice.]

If privacy is more important than ambiance then clear a space in your quarters and dance there. Someplace private, but that feels relaxed and personable. She might consider being alone with you in your quarters improprietous, however, so I'd stick to the deck if I were you, unless she's a particularly progressive and forward woman.

The basic steps are simple, stick to that and don't try anything fancy. And for heaven's sake, lead properly so she knows where you're going while you're dancing.

[He can't believe he's doing this.]

If you need a crash course in the dance steps, I have a spare hour or two.

[Between his time spent on undercover assignment in 1938 Europe, and his occasional dancing with Kay, (and an excellent Gallifreyan memory) Narvin can actually do a decent Foxtrot and Waltz. He usually doesn't let anyone know that, either.]

From:

insolubleriddle

Don't break her toes. It kills the mood.

[More jokes about Steve's size? Naturally.]

Now for the genuine advice: your date might find your inability to dance endearing. Bring it up, and make that sheepish 'oh no' expression you're making right now. A suitably adorable dancing lesson will follow.

[Protip: he's not as good with the ladies as he sounds.]

From:

yeahscience

[Jesse is in the art room with him, but he's pretty tuned out, focused on the picture frame he's making; so it takes him a while to notice the busy scroll on his communicator, sitting on the table next to him while he sands. Eventually, he blinks over at it, raising a brow.]

...Is everyone like bored today, or what?

From:

peektuttut

You could always wait until a good port. They do happen, I promise.

You just might, uh. Be waiting a while longer. [Lol Tim sucks at girls an dancing, ask anyone. :c]

From:

flashy_magic

You know, I've found that more than dancing, sparkling attracts the ladies. I remember one time I put my feet on a table, leaning back to relax while a friend painted my nails for me, you know? And this one girl just kept shifting my foot back and forth watching the way it sparkled.