"What's this?" I said, staring at the card.
"I run a class for kids aged 2 and younger. I teach them to breakdance."
"Isn't that a little..." the goat's milk clouded my mind as I stumbled for an adjective.
"No, it isn't. I also teach them to beatbox. Next month, I'm starting, a freestyling class for kids age 1-3. You know, keeping it real."
It's times like this when I have to ask myself: Why did I start going to a Canadian-themed bar again?