[Inigo immediately flushed red. Yes, yes he would've loved a dance club! But the sudden thought of bumbling around trying to learn those moves with her watching made him die inside. There was nothing worse in the world than the idea of such an amazing performer thinking his dancing was garbage - really, it would've been like watching a donkey with a seizure. He couldn't possibly bastardize her routine like that.]

Ye... u-uh, I mean... [NO HE WAS STARTING TO STAMMER. He had to cover up this terminal shyness. Quick, Inigo, lay on the charm.]

I was just passing by and I couldn't help but be captivated by your beauty! Your muscle control is amazing how do you do it...