Gav: Hey! I can move my arms again!

Gav: Presumably, so can everyone else... Why is no one dancing? Have I wandered into another room again?
Hipster: We ARE dancing, G-Dawg!

Gav: What? This isn't dancing. Everyone's still just shifting their weight from one foot to another...
Hipster: Yeah, you ain't hardly shakin' yo booty white boy.

Gav: Oh trust me, Funkmaster Fresno, if I cut loose out here, the only thing black on this dance foot will be all of your eyes.