"I should've done the song," Raven groaned, while the group sat in the van and watched. "Where did you even get this?!" Raven gestured to the hot dog costume he'd been stuffed into. "I know a guy," Sutton replied simply. Raven groaned again, knowing Bellamie was getting all this on tape. He slumped and walked awkwardly over to where the drive-in part of the beach was. He huffed, then pasted on a fake smile and did the hot dog dance while the concession cartoon rolled, singing and twirling an imaginary cane. Bellamie had to admit that he was a pretty good dancer, even in a hot dog suit.
