"All right then!" she answered, making a gesture to get the music started again. She got back into position on stage, took a breath, and got back to her dance. Byrne could stare as unnervingly as he wanted. When Shantae was in the zone, little else mattered to her, hips and arms swaying, stepping and shimmying along to the up beat music. She lost herself in her art, feeling the joy of her dance.