Precisely. Esteemed in my culture, particularly the aggrieved ones.

[His gaze flicks across to see if he's actually being taken seriously. Frankly, he's impressed they're still conversing at all, given the undoubted allure of the sweatier bodies on the dance floor.]

If you want to join them, don't let me keep you. I'm not much of a dancer, I'm afraid, Nick.

[Wait, they hadn't reached that part of the name exchange yet, had they. Ah.]