In spite of being the self-appointed DJ for the night, Namur took every opportunity he could find to get out on the dance floor. He wasn't pulling out all the stops- not yet, anyway- since he had to make sure to get back to the boombox in order to switch out the CD and avoid too long a lag between songs. But as he'd demonstrated early on in his stay at Balamb Garden, he could cut a pretty mean rug when he wanted, and loved doing so. It didn't matter if anyone paid attention or not, though attention was definitely welcome.
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