You shake your head.  “Thanks for the offer, but I’m afraid if I tried to dance, I might accidentally injure someone.”  Hey, it’s not a lie.  You’ve proven that you’re not the most agile of people.
She sticks out her lower lip in a pout.  “That’s too bad.  I have a feeling you might be fun to chill with.”  Then her eyes light up.  “Wait a second.”
She scurries out of sight behind a group of guys doing jello shots.  You aren’t thrilled about waiting, but you don’t want to be rude.
When the girl comes back, she has something in her hand.  A cardboard beer coaster!
“My phone number is on the back,” she says brightly.  “Call me sometime and we can hang out.”

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