That first moment…Mark just hesitantly initiates the hug, uncertain of its reception.
Then next Tom realizes the hug is going down and does that…what do you even call that slapping motion? The “hell yeah bro put your hands around my waist locking you in” move?
Then they start swaying. Swaying. What the fuck, guys.
And then they finish off by giggling like schoolgirls as they hug-crab-walk away. I cannot dissect down far enough to explain the cute-ception that I’m being plagued with by these men.
Chandler: and when I dance I look like this…
