Alex smiled as he danced in the empty space on the red wooden dance floor, twisting and turning as the audience gasped and stared at the scene in front of them. He twisted and turned in time with the music that drifted around him and nearly drowned out the gasps and silence as they watched him dance.
He danced on as he could see behind the audience that several of his friends walked over from the bar and towards his audience, their eyes filled with anticipation and glee. Alex continued to sway and jive as he span his cane, careful not to hit his top hat off of his head as it would likely throw him off; the smoking pipe in his other hand slowly cooling down after being used.
He danced on as he could see that his friends stood behind the crowd as they pulled out the gifts that he had handed them, their eyes saying that their ready to give. Alex waltz around the damp dance floor as he avoided the obstacle in the middle of the circle, when suddenly he heard a scream come out of some-one in the crowd.
He danced on as he raised the smoking pipe of his revolver at the figure and shot the in the chest, throwing them across the room as his friends opened fire as the brown wooden dance floor was stained a deeper shade of red.