Valentino Khan tries not to show it, but he smelt it too.
They kept feeling each other's faces for like 5 minutes. Maybe it was part of some kind of drawing challenge?
"Wait for the drop on 3, 2, 1...oh wait. I should have started at 6. Let's try that again."
Regardless of the tempo, the crowd is into it.
"I'm taking requests. Get creative."
"By request, here is the Stairway to Heaven reggae mix that might get me cancelled."
"Your opening line is 'I wish Imagine Dragons were my dads.' ? Bold."
"I listen to 'Believer' on repeat before every midterm."
"That photographer has had ink on his cheek for like an hour. He has no idea. What a slob. Pass it on."
"It's true. I promised not to say anything."
"I will now rotate through a bunch of photoshopped versions of myself to make you feel different things about it."
"But first, the cha cha."
"Man, did you know there's a dial for turning the bass up? So convenient!"
"I guess I'm a cop here? Seemed like a good idea at the time."
