For someone so short of stature, when he moves he seems to stretch for miles like the winding road stretching forever onward. He spins, holding on to the edges of his veil, making it stretch out like a sheer fan behind him; every now and then he'll catch the eye of someone, snap his hip forward in a series of rolls and pops that has his belly moving like a separate, living thing.

...almost as if to say interesting?

join me?

Or, in some instances, can you do me one better?