Not a dancer but I couldn't resist - Dammit!

Mr Han Lee calls me over, points and says "That customer wants you to dance for him."

What could I do? I go over to set the guy straight but the first thing he says is "Loved the dance you were doing when I came in."

Dance? Dance? Me? That wasn't dancing, just me wriggling to try to get comfortable in this damn gaff. Before I could come up with some explanation he adds "A thousand dollars each and front row seats for the XLVII Superbowl if you and your friend will dance like that for me."

Well if you're a huge football fan you just don't turn down offers like that! The outfits he made us wear though were even tackier than Han Lee's dammit!

So this is what we do

With apologies to Two Broke Girls