You were hanging with the boys and they were dressing up in silly costumes. It was actually really entertaining, though. "Aren't I a beautiful ballerina?" Luke asks, looking up at you. "No," you answer. He makes a pouty face and you laugh at him, causing him to laugh, too. You pat his soft hair. "I'm just kidding, Luke. You're a beautiful ballerina," you laugh. "Yay!" He exclaims, attempting to do a twirl but failing miserably.