Miss Duck, are you sure you wish to audition for the advanced class?
Mr. Cat looked at her incredulously, and in a moment of doubt, Ducks eyes flicked to a pair of emeralds across the room. Fakir surrendered a small smile that he so seldom gave, and nodded slightly.
So reassured, Duck looked back at her teacher and nodded.
Very well. Is there anyone who will assist Miss Duck in a pas de deux? Mr. Cat smiled slightly and closed his eyes, waiting for the silence he was certain would follow the request.
Fakir opened his mouth to offer his assistance, but before he could get the words out, he heard another voice, unfamiliar, though it seemed to come from the other side of the classroom.
I would be honored to dance with this charming young lady who is so smitten with me.
Ahiru suppressed a quack and blushed, suddenly terrified. Fakir had made it sound so easy. And he had said, albeit somewhat reluctantly, that he would offer to be her pa