The way I see it, we've got a choice. Either follow that... that thing, whatever it is, or...

[ He grins, horribly. She's holding his arms and so it's very easy to step forward, right next to her. In his best creeper voice: ]

Or we use this room in the way it's intended.

[ The room lights continue to darken, and the music swells, becoming more lush and sensual. ]