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“The game starts,” Alex says dramatically, gesticulating wildly at a camera while June and Nora try to maintain their we’re-not-famous silent act in the back of shot, “at a Chicago O’Hare Hilton, which means we have to wake up at 4am, so cut to us the most excited and energetic we’ve ever been – now!”
With one final hand gesture, Nora finally breaks, and June will just have to hope that she can cut the video fast enough in the edit without it looking weird.
Alex turns away from the camera, mock-glaring at Nora. “Are my hand gestures that weird?”
“Yes.”
