Okay, so you were going to be cool and go for the whole fistbunp and shoulder pat thing you see normally but your brain decided to take a fucking holiday at this time because it's JOHN and you've finally met him after all the late night chats and videos and whispering into the phone he's RIGHT THERE. By the time your brain decided to check back in to its cozy motel room known as your head, you realize you've been hugging him for a good time and he's dropped his stupid sign. He's kind of flailing a bit. Oops.

=>Be the flailing kid.