Emilie comes out of the basement with a small smile and calls out, “Hey Rabbit?”
Rabbit stops humming to himself, headed towards the kitchen, “Yeah Em?”
She heads into the living room, setting down the record player on the dusty table. “I have something to show you, just give me a minute.” She jogs back to the basement, grabbing a box of records and bringing
them upstairs as well. “Can you come to the living room?”
Rabbit grabs a bottle of water from the cabinet and heads towards the living room. “Emilie?” He asks to the seemingly empty room, unsure if she’s there. He notices the record player, and smiles. “Where did this
come from?” He asks, to himself without a response from her.
Emilie enters the room with the box of records. “I found it in the basement, along with these.” She sets down the box on the floor next to the table. “I don’t know how to use it, but I thought you might.”
“Of c-c-course I do! I-I-I remember when these were still popular!”
Her eyes go wide with surprise and fascination. “You do?”
“Yeah. I guess I never t-t-told you my age.” He says nervously, rubbing a hand across the back of his neck.
“Wow…” She says in amazement. When he doesn’t say his age outright she decides to ask. “So how old are you?”
“I was b-b-built back in 1896.” He smiles at her previous response, hoping it was a good sign.
Her eyes widen again, “You certainly don’t look it.” She teases, hoping it would be enough to keep him smiling.
His smile breaks into a wide grin at her compliment. “Why thank you madam.” He says, tipping his hat slightly in the direction he believes she’s in.
Emilie giggles as he tips his hat, “Other side Rabbit.” She smiles, knowing the gesture is meant for her.
Rabbit vents a small amount of steam, embarrassedly. He walks over to the record player with a smile. “Let’s see if I-I-I can get this thing to w-w-w-w-work.” He fiddles with it for a few moments before pulling out a record. He sets it on the player carefully before placing the needle on the proper track. He turns around as the opening notes of ‘Yesterday’ by The Beatles begin to fill the house. He extends a hand
out to Emilie with a smile. “May I have this d-d-d-d-dance?”
She hesitantly takes his hand softly admits, “I don’t really know how…”
“Well don’t worry, I’ll teach ya.” He smiles at her reassuringly, pulling her slightly closer. “Now take your other hand and p-put it on my shoulder, and I’m supposed to put mine on your waist….” He looks at the seemingly empty space in front of him, unsure what to do, not wanting to hurt her on accident.
She gently grips his wrist and guides it to rest on her waist before resting her hand on his shoulder as he had instructed.
He smiles down at her, holding her close, “Alright now Em, f-follow my lead.” He starts moving slowly, taking care to direct her as they slowly begin to dance.
For a few moments she becomes happy that she’s invisible, sure she would be blushing a bright scarlet as they dance slowly around the room.
“Ready to try something a little harder?” He asks.
“Like what?” Emilie asks, beaming at him.
Rabbit smiles back at her, taking his hand off her waist, spinning her out, and then back in again.
She lets out a small laugh at the unexpected spin, trusting him as she follows his lead.
Rabbit spins her a few more times before he surprises her, by suddenly giving her a low dip.
For a moment she thinks she’s falling and throws her arms around his neck, only to be met with a triumphant smirk from Rabbit. “You didn’t really think I-I-I would let you fall, did you Em?”
She smiles up at him and says in an obviously happy voice, “You’re a jerk Rabbit.”
He grins right back, “Hey now, no need for name callin!” He pulls her back into an upright position. “Did you have fun?”
“Definitely. We’ll have to do it again sometime.” She hugs him for a moment before asking, “How did you know?”
“That Yesterday is my favorite song.”
“I didn’t, but it’s my favorite now too.”