"Can I have this dance?" (( don't ask me why pep insisted on sending this bc i don't know ))
dance with crutchie!! (no longer accepting)
“Me??” Crutchie nearly chokes on his drink, as he’s never expected Pepper to ask him for a dance. He’s always been too clumsy for her, too slow, too much of a crip for her liking. In short, she didn’t like him. Or so he thought. But Crutchie throws all those thoughts away -- at least for the time being -- and a smile replaces his shocked frown. “Sure, Pep!”
A cheerful exclamation prompts him to stand up, and extend his arms to dance. A small frown crosses his face, and he suddenly asks as his arms hang loosely at his sides: “You ain’t trickin’ me or nothin’, are ya? Not gonna leave me stranded out there, or, or try an’ trip me, will ya?”