Huh? [ Inigooo? Tidus leans some forward, dropping his hands to sit in his half-lap, one leg hanging off the seat. ]

We can make a dance! Why don't we mix it up? You do your cool flowy dancing, and I can do a dance-- like this-

[ Behold, Inigo: Tidus doing an upper torso jig, attempting to display a dance he has no idea what he's doing. ]

You do your dance, I break into mine? You can do everything with a dance!