None.

Attempting to lighten our somber mood through another of his childish ministrations, John bounds onto the stage, screaming wildly at the top of his lungs, and this time he’s chosen a metal hula hoop to play with, which he aggressively spins and gyrates about his hips. His unseemly behavior catches the attention of – Quidam perhaps? – who calls out his name from on high: “John!” John looks up and smiles innocently, but the voice does not buy it...

“Jaaaawwwwwn!”

Properly scolded, he stops spinning the hoop and instead lifts it above his head, using the hoop to project a halo. When he receives no further reprimands, he begins to dazzle us with his hoop manipulating skills. First, he deftly flips the hoop from one side of his body to another, watching as it flops about right into his hand, and then sets it off on a long roll about the stage. Waggling his eyebrows as he stands to the side, he holds out his hand for the hoop, which by now is slowly spiraling around to him. And lo and behold, it miraculously falls right into his outstretched hand!

Totally pleased with himself now, John then takes the hoop and begins jumping through it over and over again, but Quidam is no longer amused and turns out the lights on him. “OW!” John exclaims then, as he misses a loop and bangs the metallic ring on his forehead.