...okay, Inigo has a point there. He sits there feeling back for a second or so, but then he rises, picking himself up off his knees.

"You're right; I don't actually know about guys and...lapdances," he admits sheepishly, even to just bring it up. But it's a brief shyness before he tries offering more positively:

"But that means you need to prove me wrong! Learn whatever dance you wanna dance!" Yeah!!! He makes confident fists, absolutely into this plan. Show him what you're made of, Inigo!!

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"Uh," clarifies a note lower, "but you don't need to show me how to-- you know."