Fakir moves Duck into pose after pose, each one wobblier than the next. The girl has no idea what she's doing; he hears her gasp with fear as she attempts an arabesque.

Rue, what are you up to? Dancing with a girl like this -- why, she doesn't even belong in the beginner class -- would hardly affect Mytho at all. Rue must have a plot, but Fakir can't imagine what it is.