Ask me to do quick poses and I am a happy girl. I get to move and bend, stretch and gesture, twirl and pivot, and stomp and slide across the platform. Because I own that sucker. The timer ticks away, and I have but a fleeting one minute to make my point. A mere sixty seconds to show everyone what I’m made of. Not a problem. One minute is all I need. Besides, I do well under pressure. I’m not a time glutton. Give me whatever you’ve got and I’ll just do my thing until “beep-beep-beep!”. Next pose. “beep-beep-beep!”. Next pose.