[imported_I, fuzzbot.]

This one is, like, a special political, racial equality, anti-homophobia installment (with a special appearance by Emanual Lewis!):

Having successfully lied to his wife, Mr. Roper arrives at the roller-discotheque in fine fashion. While strapping on his rainbow coloured skates, a short black man accidentally bumps into Stanley’s leg. Why, it’s Webster ... in a rad red leather jacket with all kinds of zippers! * the audience gives one of those obligatory extended guest star ovations *

“Sorry, bro” << audience laughs

Mr.Roper shakes his fist.

Music starts up: * "Watch out ... Here I come" *

Webster gets on the floor and starts busting some ill moves … like, I’m talking Michael Jackson Thriller shit. Everyone gathers around.

Mr.Roper is amused, oddly excited, and then totally absorbed in Webster’s every move.

Call it ecstasy, call it the neo-paganism of the 70’s roller rink ... call it whatever you want, Stanley’s down for whateva: he joins Webster on the floor, and they spin in circles.

music: "You spin me right round, baby
Right round, round –round …"

the rest writes itself ...