She asked “don’t you want to know who the lucky one was tonight”? I almost jumped out of my seat if not for her sitting on my lap. Totally dazed looking at her asked “WHAT??? How did you even manage that”?

Taking a deep breath, she whispered “it was the dance…”. Still unable to digest I exclaimed “you mean you did it on the dance floor” feeling stupid right after I said it. Uma playfully patted my chest and said: