“Yeah, I’ll go to a ball with you.” I said.”

“Great. It’s a date. Will you wear puffed sleeves?” he asked, referencing Anne of Green Gables.

“Sure.”

“Okay. I am going to have to really work at this though.” the soldier said. “I will have to get over my rhinoceros-ness.”

“Really?”

“Well yeah. You have to glide around. You have to be graceful. I’m not graceful.”

Libra, I thought. “Oh!,” I said. “Yeah, we really should do this. It’s Libra… your north node. You are supposed to be learning all these things, love and grace and relationships,” I said. “I have told you about this. We should definitely take lessons, it’s the right direction for you.”

“Well we will but it’s going to hard for me.”

“Easy for me. I think I have natural grace.”

“Probably but I am going to have a hard time. I can’t just pick you up. I can’t pick up up and throw you over my shoulder like you’re a bag of trash.”

I snorted.

“Yeah, I’m not going to be able to act like a rhino so it’s going to be hell but I do want to try…”

He actually can dance. He can dance Latin, very sexy and I become inflamed with jealousy.

We have already decided we are not going to dance with other people, less someone be killed. It’s all the Saturn Mars action between the charts. We know our limitations!