9S barely notices Rita's struggle to respond to him; his attention is completely occupied. His breath catches in his throat. That signal..! It's...

2B.

His gaze leaves Rita, eyes frantically scanning the crowd where he'd picked up her ID. There. In a black dress longer than her usual, her movements as graceful as ever.

9S returns his attention back to his dance partner, but he's already untangling his fingers from hers and pulling away. "I'm sorry, Rita," he says quickly, "I..."

What's 2B doing here? She's supposed to be back home, back in the Bunker! And she looks really good in that dress...

"I have to go."