Jon’s meant to flirt with the audience. Angel’s meant to keep his microphone on his stand, and to smile as much as possible. I’ve been instructed to take mine off and hover toward the back of the group, with an emphasis on moves like kicking off the floor to propel myself backward and running my hands through my hair. Zach’s meant to wave to the nosebleed section and reach out to them while crouching down. But Valeria can’t make us do anything right now.
