Dancing Through Arnold

Once upon a time we had an idea to make a video of someone dancing through Arnold to show off the office space.

So we did.

When the clock struck 12AM, no such glass slippers were lost, but we did begin to lose our minds. We remedied the fatigue with some bippity-boppity-beer.  

When the clock struck 2AM, our fairy-god mother Dan, did some email magic. He huffed, and he puffed, and he cancelled all of the morning meetings. 

We finished the video and lived happily ever after. 

The end.