City for Conquest Page #6

lot about you, Mr. Burns.

Thanks. Say, how about this dance? I

guess you could follow me all right, huh?

- Do you mind, Danny?

- No, go ahead. Enjoy yourself.

Don't worry. I'll see she does.

Thanks, Danny. Just this dance.

If you fellas don't mind,

I'll sit this dance out.

Sure. Sit down. That's a chair.

I certainly can use it. Murray

just about danced my feet off.

Here. Knock yourself out.

I don't mind saying, kid, you're

a natural. You sure can spiel.

Believe me, I've tripped the

light fantastic with the best.

Thank you, Mr. Burns. I'm nervous now.

- I've never before had a partner like you.

- Sure, but that's okay.

You'll get over that nervous feeling.

That's the idea. You'll

follow me like a ghost, kid.

And now, folks, for the

regular Rose Garden contest.

To the winners, this beautiful silver loving

- cup.

The judges will conduct eliminations

from the bandstand. Please come up.

Will all the palookas and clucks...

...kindly save their shoe leather and our

time by sitting this one out? Let's go.

How about it? Wanna try? We'll

show them some real stepping.

That'd be wonderful, but

I ought to ask Danny first.

What's that mug got, a mortgage on you?

Just relax, kid, and that cup's in the bag.

- Thanks.

- Looks like that snake's got a monopoly.

- You gonna let him get away with it?

- She's having a good time.

- I don't worry about Peggy.

- You ain't never worry.

Like with MacPherson. You could

be champion, only you don't wanna.

- Just to show me.

- I got nothing else to do.

Listen, we're gonna cop this cup, now, see?

We'll shake these clucks

off on the next number.

- We're dancing alone.

- We've won?

Sure, what'd I tell you? Now

we'll give them some fancy stuff.

- Who's the dame?

- I don't know.

- Some newcomer.

- Not bad.

You got the class, kid.

You got what it takes.

- Do you mean it, Mr. Burns?

- Sure.

And I'm the guy that

knows how to bring it out.

Gee, Danny, ain't she great?

I'm certainly proud of her.

I guess I'd better be going.

Murray doesn't like me to sit

out dances with strange men.

- Scram then.

- Danny, look.

- You were great.

- Isn't it beautiful?

Are you sure you want me to keep this?

I got a flock of them, one every other night.

Last weekend in a tournament

at Hunts Point Casino.

- I danced that one with Murray.

- Yeah? I thought he danced it alone.

I don't believe I can eat

any of this. I'm too excited.

Danny, Mr. Burns told me that

I could be a professional.

No reason why not.

With a little training, I might be able to

break her in, after I polish the rough spots.

She didn't do so bad just now.

Wouldn't you like to join the table?

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