Sam: Uh, excuse me. Uh, you had a session with him? Are you a patient of his?
Jennifer: That's right. Why?
Sam: Oh, just curious. [dances as he clears up a table]
Jennifer: Well, it's not that important. I just thought if I caught him, I could still get my package back.
[Sam puts the glasses on the bar with pinache]
Sam: I understand perfectly.
Jennifer: Well, I'm out of luck, I guess. I'll just have to stop by tomorrow.
[Sam raises his leg onto the barre]
Sam: [sings] Gotta dance, gotta dance
Jennifer: Why are you doing that?
Sam: This? Oh? [chuckling] I guess it's kind of an old reflex with us hoofers.
Jennifer: Oh. You're a dancer?
Sam: Well, kind of. Yeah, my name's Sam Malone but people call me Bojangles.