The routines were bungling imitations of the graceful practiced moves of the dancers, but Paul put everything he had into each one. When he finished he was out of breath. He panted and looked to Destiny. This time when she waved her hand for a vote from the entertainers, there was a mix of exuberant cheering and booing. Destiny considered, and the cheers and boos were ratcheted up. “I don’t know.” Destiny let her belt waft back and forth at her side. “It sounds very close.”
Paul fell to his knees and crawled to Destiny. He lavished kisses on her feet. The crowd registered surprise at this groveling, but Destiny seemed almost to have expected it. She felt Paul kissing the tops of her shoes, the sides, her feet where he could reach through the plastic material.
“I don’t know why you’re be
