He nods.
He nods again.

And then...he stops nodding.
His head tilts to one side, a puzzled look crosses his face.
Crosses both of their faces.

"don't wanna be an american idiot, Dreads mutters under his breath.
He takes a deep breath, ignoring anything about "not stalking," and tries again....this time slower.

"When WE were younger," he sings again, this time gesturing between the two of them.

"So much younger than TODAY."