When we reached the end of the grass she turned to me, smiled, stretched her arms out wide and said in a quiet raspy voice tinged with a Latin accent  "WELCOME TO MY HEAVEN" then she literally whirled around and went out to the asphalt area where the music was playing and started dancing. she morphed from one dance style to the next with each style merging seamlessly with the rhythm of the music.  Hip Hop, Salsa, Freestyle, African Dance you name it and she probably did it