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"So, no more joking around. How exactly did you get hurt?"
After teasing Lily, Adam turned serious and looked at Marshall.
"..."
Marshall looked deeply embarrassed, but seeing that Adam was no longer joking, he knew Adam had entered professional mode. He glanced at the gossip-hungry Lily and Ted, then ultimately chose to come clean.
"Lily, there's something I need to tell you."
As the most lovey-dovey couple around, even at a time like this, Marshall confessed to his wife Lily first.
"Oh, no!"
Lily said in horror, "Don't tell me you're actually a woman."
"As if!"
Adam and Ted both looked disdainfully at Lily's feigned terror.
"Hehe."
Lily's fear vanished, and a strange gleam filled her eyes as she covered for herself. "It's not what you think. I love Marshall for who he is. His gender has nothing to do with it."
"Get serious!"
Adam reminded them, "This could be a major or minor issue. We need to get to the bottom of it."
"Lily."
Marshall looked at his wife and said, half guilty and half embarrassed, "I've danced far more times than you could imagine."
"Impossible."
Lily shook her head.
Marshall said nothing, merely looked at her.
"You're serious?"
Lily froze and said incredulously, "We're always together. When did you dance? How could I not know?"
"During breaks from work or studying, whenever the mood struck, I'd dance for a while," Marshall confessed. "Even after using the bathroom..."
"Okay, okay, I get it."
Lily raised a hand to cut him off. "You danced every time no one was around, right?"
"Mm."
Marshall nodded.
"Adam, is this a mental illness?"
Lily asked worriedly.
"Not really."
Adam shook his head. "Everyone has their privacy. Even with the person closest to them, there's always another side they don't reveal.