At last, Ramy asked, ‘Well, are you going to ask anyone to dance?’ ‘I don’t know how,’ said Robin. He peered out at the throng, but all the girls in their bright balloon sleeves looked one and the same to him. ‘To dance? Or to ask?’ ‘Well – both. But certainly the latter. It seems you need to know them socially before it’s appropriate.’ ‘Oh, you’re handsome enough,’ said Ramy. ‘And you’re a Babbler. I’m sure one of them would say yes.’
