Dancing in His Socks

My friend Steve works with me on many projects, but he is also the maintenance manager for the house owned by the collectors I work for. We were getting ready for an elaborate dinner party for which I was rehanging the collection and doing the flowers. I caught him with a from-the-hip shot as he jigged across polished floor in his socks instead of his heavy polish destroying work boots. I have got to get him to Ireland so he can jig in a proper pub.