
Hey, Will looks pretty hot in this car. Oooh, he's turning on some music.

Oh no. No. He's doing Flying Arms. I hope no one sees this.

Oh please please please...

...don't do it, Will. Don't. Just don't. For both our sakes.

OMG. HE'S DOING THEM. SATURDAY NIGHT FEVER THUMBS.

NOOOOOO! NOT HAND JIVE FISTS, TOO!

Ohgodohgodohgod, PRETEND MICROPHONE.

ANYTHING BUT THE UNINTENTIONAL CROTCH POINT.
Save me (and my strawberry sweater pins). Someone.
Anyone.