But I'm still dancing. I'm sorry about the sirachet.

Tatata, Tan...... Krull...... Krull.

Tatata, Tan...... Krull...... Krull.

The perspiration progresses and the perspiration......

Here's what I say. To the prince staring at us.

"It's time for a sweat from a pore called a pore... a muscle called a muscle..."

Master Calcirasto smiled back at me and said, "I understand."

We stop moving and turn to the audience quickly.

Everybody dances a lot. I did enjoy it......

Isn't dancing great for exercise? Well, it seems like whatever you deal with Master Calcirust......