Sashay

“Fresh guy,” explained Aileen, “last night as I was going home at Twenty-third and Sixth. Sashayed up, so he did, and made a break. I turned him down, cold, and he made a sneak; […]

Some time, when they shift some decent guards on us that will give us a peep at a newspaper, you get yourself thrown into the jacket, climb out of your body, and sashay down to little old ’Frisco.

… He got on Forty-second Street, and he was kinda fresh from the start. At Sixty-sixth he came sasshaying^([sic]) right down the car and said ‘Hello, patootie!’ Well, I drew myself up …

It does amuse to remember the fadeout road of Chaplin's silent days, the empty dusty vista down which, at the end of every adventure, the little bum recedingly sashayed, knapsack aboard.

Goldie pulled her skirts up in front of her, gave Elijah a look over her shoulder, and sashayed away.

“Hey-o, guy-o, glad you could come on such short notice. Sashay on in here. The meeting's started. Well, hey, all, looky what the me dragged in. Team, this here's Tiny Eagle's replacement, the Mighty Monarch. Mighty Monarch, meet the team. Dot Com, hack-stress extraordinaire.” “Hey.” “And to her lovely left is Tunnel Vision, our resident digger.” “Hey, there, chief.”

She sashayed into the villa as just another bombshell, but stole the show.

"Hope I didn't put away too much fried chicken to sashay properly at the square dance," Bud remarked.