"Okay, so what if I do the dance over by the couch in the background? The gallop?"
"Nope. No dance."
"Alright, then how about this. I'm in a lounge chair like I'm on a beach. And we call up Jared's little cousin to dance—"
"Nope. We're not doing it."
"Of course, of course... but okay, hear me out. Little bit of production required. How about on the vertical monitor, instead of the 'V' logo, instead it's two elevator doors opening. And I'm in the prone position between my own legs as the standing version of me is dry humping the air."
"What? Dude... no."
"Okay, then how about you roll up your suit jacket sleeves and dance to your own beat. I'll just stand perfectly still out of the shot."
"Now that I'm okay with."
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