Carter doesn't mind getting pulled in to dance with David, the two are more than comfortable with touching one another at this point and the beer and cotton candy have made Carter feel ever more chill than usual. So he just smiles and throws himself into the groove, and it isn't long before the two receive some appreciative glances from some of the people around them. After all, David's not the only one who can properly dance.

He stops though to throw Kyle a confused look, "The recorder?! What the fuck, why would we have that in a band?"