The Rhapsodist comes to the rescue with a real palate-cleanser of a command. Thank fucking god for "jadegullyzone" and their whimsical notion. You were on the verge of spiraling again and diving headlong into your pile of empty cans like an impoverished, emotionally shattered Scrooge McDuck.
You absolutely destroy the dance floor with moves of unprecedented mirth and whimsy. Your two Food Lovers are understandably awestruck into total silence. Everyone is not merely pleased - they are euphoric. They are made whole by your frisky feet. They can die where they stand without a single regret or unfulfilled wish. This is what jadegullyzone has done for all of us, a true angel deserving of a highly unscheduled smile-ambush one of these days.