The Blue Man. Or his hold self on the screen. The kid said "that's my hero. I know he's disappeared since, but I still watch his old videos."
Love freaked out for a bit. Calmed down once he logically realized that the kid had just proven that he in fact didn't think Marc Love was The Blue Man. The kid wanted to learn to dance like The Blue Man. "You can dance like him. It almost looks exactly the same. Even more than the AI generated ones. How did you learn to do that? Can you teach me pleaseeeeee?"
"I'm leaving soon, kid."
"When?"
He hadn't decided exactly when. So he threw out a number. Two months he said.
"Well that's plenty of time to get some lessons in. Could you teach me to
dance
over the next two months?"
Love stroked his chin. Stubble. He thought while staring out into the horizon where the sun was setting.