Me: Hey, I’m from China and I guess I want to dance. So I will. Tadaa!
Jess: But I want to be American oh wait no I don’t.
Me: I also kind of like this bird. Oh no, I don’t.
Jess: Dancey. Dance. Dah-dance. Snore.
Me: Ooh my parents are here.
Jess: Choked. Up. It’s cos I’m too limber. Emotions just leak out. Oh wait. Not they don’t cos I can’t act.
Me: I am now completely ambiguous towards my native communism. For some reason.