Neither am I. Crysta dances. I'd sort of stand against the wall and try to headbang to the beat. But I think in general people are more tolerant of guys who can't dance, so I was really just coasting on patriarchy at da club. And okay, swanky bars. [...] Rooftop bar at the Waldorf Astoria Hotel in Beverly Hills, that's your scene, no dancing required. So if you'd lived in LA, you would have been safe, because I never went there.

Who's Gavin?