The dance floor was, of course, noisy. All sorts of beer were on offer, from light to hoppy. Most people looked like they were having a good time, but Ant was doomy and seemed to be glued to the bar. Poppy was a cocky lass who attracted a lot of attention as she and her doggy were spotted doing the boogy. No one would have guessed that her paid job was as a bobby! Poppy's brother, Gareth, was telling an attractive blond about how the area where the dance hall is now was once a woody area. Patrick spotted the blond's plight and came to her rescue, pulling up his hoody so as not to be recognised by Gareth. Gareth became moody and joined Ant (who was by then quite woozy) at the bar. Off to the side of the dance floor, a little scene developed as Poppy was handcuffing a dealer of dodgy substances. Ant brightened a little on observing this - "Oh goody - that guy was the bane of my life".
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