Felicie:
[after Camille once again steals her music box]
Leave it. Give it back.
Camille:
[laughs mischievously]
Silly me. I didn't throw it hard enough THE FIRST TIME!
[She prepares to throw it across the room, but Felicie grabs her wrist and takes her music box back]
Felicie:
Don't make the same mistake.
[puts the music box back in her pocket and starts to walk away]
Camille:
Why are you leaving? Scared of being humiliated?
Felicie:
[stops and faces her]
Looks like you need more training.
[uses her broom to stretch her body]
Felicie:
You're nowhere near ready.
[drops her broom as she and Camille circle each other on tiptoes]
Camille:
I'M going to show you what a real dancer looks like.
Felicie:
Are you sure about that?
Camille:
Quiet! Tonight, these seats will be full! Paris will be looking at ME! Adoring ME!
Felicie:
[smirks]
Or not.
Camille:
[furiously]
I already told you! You are nothing! You will always be nothing!
Felicie:
[spins up to her]
Only one way to find out. Right here. Right now.
[She and Camille engage in a dance-off. Nora walks in and notices]
Nora:
[pleasantly surprised]
Oh my god.
[rushes out of the room and shouts to the others in the building]
Nora:
DANCE-OFF!
