The music ended. He led her back to their table.
“Besides—” he said. “I didn’t tell you about my new home, did I? It’s on the north side.”
“Where? I live on the north side too. Think of us two living in the midst of Wilson Avenue respectability. It’s very amusing.... Is it the dancing or the cocktail that gives us such an appetite?”
“Or the fact that we had no dinner, perhaps? Just off Wilson Avenue, near the L station. A dingy bachelor apartment.”
“It can’t be worse than mine. I fear I have no talent for home-making.”
“There’s a dance hall just across the street,” he said. “That’s why I left home tonight.”
“Why let that annoy you? Why not dance there?”
“Yes, why not? Will you go and dance with me?”
Her eyes lit up. “When?”
“Any time. I imagine it’s always in full blast. Tonight?”