"Yeah, well, give a guy a head's up, why don'tcha," I grumble, realizing that that runs entirely counter to his purpose, but not really caring in the moment. I settle back into position after a few more seconds, and hold up my arms in front of me like he showed me earlier, ignoring the slight, if persistent protests from my body.

"I mean, if you're gonna have me dancing a jig, here, and all."