Alexia's eyes are wide as the syllable hangs.
"MISTER DARIUS!!!"
"Mr Darius," intones the giant, with cathedral solemnity, "Teach them to dance, will you?"
He turns to the wild-eyed guests, and gathers their hearts in a sweep of his hand.
"Come on, my boys."
Adrian's fingers pluck at the Bouzouki; the music begins.
~fin~