Missy comes up to join us.
I have no idea what the hands could be doing to cause these faces.
Missy wanted a hug, but Rachel insisted Missy needed a breath mint.
Missy and her mom chit-chat.
See what I mean, Denise never wants to be in the picture.
I think I was dancing with Rachel when I took this picture.
Matt was dancing too….At least that’s what he calls it.
See, this is some weird stuff he’s doing.
Well, while he’s busy being a fool, I steal his girl.
Foosball, the devil’s game.