"Go right ahead," said Valleri, as casual as she could be. While it wasn't as though she was the gymnastic jock that Barbara was, the blonde was still very fit-- after all, a body that attracted the kind of attention that hers did couldn't be maintained just by good genetics alone. Valleri was a regular at the nearby sports club, even if a third of the times she was there it was to screw one of the personal trainers.

"Actually, speaking of dancing," Valleri began, sensing what might be an opportunity, "I was hoping to ask you-- You wouldn't be able to show me a few moves on that, would you?" she asked, pointing at the pole.