I am having a panic attack because, NO, I do NOT know how to pour the punch right.
Look at these teens in the 1940s, having so much fun at their prom. NOT. Prom is a superhighway of complex social skills and you, apparently, do not know how to drive.
For example, this dude is not talking enough. The instructions are literally: "TALK."
Now this girl is talking too much. No surprise. Looks like a talker.
These kids can't even pour punch the right way. WHO RAISED YOU?
