Somewhere inside a tabula rasa passed off as an office space, a diligent worker is rewarded with a five-minute "dance experience." It’s been a tough morning on all of us, her supervisor sighs, “and I thought a little frivolity would be just what the doctor ordered.”
He reveals a list and instructs her to choose from a menu of musical genre options, and one accessory. She picks up a maraca and chooses . . . Defiant Jazz.
