Here I am in New York. I've wanted to go back to the city where I was born," Ethan thought to himself as he entered his bright and spacious apartment.
He used to be a great international Latin dancer who had a lot of awards and a national medalist. But he gave it all up because of a serious leg injury and torn ligaments. But he still had connections in the show business. He had to do more serious things, he began to sponsor all sorts of projects, and he had a lot of help. He's thirty years old now. Dancing is his whole life, or should I say was. How to combine his love for dancing and an opportunity to earn money on sponsorship? It's not an easy question, but he's already found the answer.
Ethan earned enough money and now he is ready for his project. All the more he has a good friend, who has long been involved in the dancing environment. After all, he is a teacher and dance coach at the best art school - Juilliard. He can pick up a good team for my dance project.
"Maybe I'll find my love there, because my ex-girlfriend dumped me." Suddenly, Ethan's phone rang. It was Sam, his best friend and naturally the man who would have to make the best team of his dancers for him.
"Hey, Sam, it's really good to hear from you."
"Ethan, I'm so glad to hear that. But why didn't you tell me you were coming?"
"Sam, what's with the jealousy scene? You're like a jealous girl who likes to make jealous scenes."
" I'm not, Ethan. I've just been waiting a long time for you to come. You've been gone for three years."
"I'm here now. How have you been? " he asked.
"Nothing good. Problem upon problem. The dancers don't obey. They want to be stars, but they don't do anything about it. They think I have to do everything for them."
"You're like a daddy to them there, Sam," Ethan decided to tease him a little.
" No, I'm not. My best dancer has a lot of problems and psychological trauma."
"What happened?" Ethan asked.
"Recently her parents were shot."
"That's terrible, yes, poor girl."
"That's what I'm talking about. And I have a ballroom dancing competition in a month. And I can't find a dancer as well-trained and talented as Pen. She's been dancing since she was three years old and she's been doing it most of her life. I will not find a replacement for her!" Sighs heavily friend.
" What a beautiful name she has."
"She herself is a very beautiful and sweet girl. And very capable. You should have seen her."
"Is she capable of everything?" Ethan asked Sam, to which the latter became angry with him.
"Ethan, stop it, she's not for you. She's only seventeen, you're too old for her."
"I didn't think I'd think I was old at thirty. I'm just the right age."
"She's not for you, period."
"Okay, Sam, don't get so worked up," Ethan said to his friend.
"You okay? Don't you ever get tired of throwing your money away?" Sam asked Sam straight up.
" You know, I am. If you could find the right person, I wouldn't say a word against it."
"Then find one."
"Sam, that's why I'm gonna need you."
" What are you talking about now?"
" I want to find a dancer in your band to promote."
"Oh, wow! You want that person to be your pipe dream? Why a girl? I only have dancers in pairs."
"Well, a couple's fine," Ethan said.
"That's nice. Listen, you can come to the dance hall tomorrow to watch my dancers and see how they dance, we have a class tomorrow."
"That's a good idea. I agree," Ethan told him.
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