Billy, much to his displeasure, has been relocated here and dressed in a simple gray and black suit. Even his glasses have been replaced to match, with thin silver-rimmed rectangles replacing the rounded plantglasses.

Much to his further displeasure, the woman at the punch bowl has dared him to ask someone to dance. He can manage the dancing, thankfully, but the asking? Plenty awkward.

He's scanning the crowd now, trying to prove that he's making an effort. And maybe, just maybe, going through with it.