Conversations at a Milonga (II): How *not* to ask for a dance

As the Tanguera finally ventures into the Wilderness of the Milongas after being in Tango-Limbo for more than two weeks, she overhears a serious Creepy-Beggar specimen in action, trying to persuade two different Tangueras to dance with him...

Conversation (1)

He: Hi, can I ask you a question?

She: Ssssure...

He: You know, every time I look at you I notice that you deviate your sight far away from me...

She: Uh! Oh! Really?

He: Yes. I know that in Tango-Etiquette that usually means that you don't want to dance with me.

She: That's true...

He: But, in your case, does that *really* mean you don't want to dance with me?

She: %}

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Conversation (2)

He: Hi, how have you been? Can I sit next to you?

She: Ehw. Sure, the chair is empty.

He: Do you realize that we haven't danced for about a year now?

She: Rrrrrrreeeeally???

He: Should we give it a try tonight?

She: Ehem. I'm too tired...

He: OK. Next year, then...

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P.S. Clarification: Yes, it was the *same* Creepy-Beggar...