You and Jared were fooling around the entire panel. Misha and Jensen tried to have a more or less collected discussion on the topic of whether they had socks with holes and whether this was a problem. To put it simply, no one was completely serious, after all, that was rare on panels like this.

Props were presented in the form of elastic bands, combs and other jewelry trinkets. Without hesitation, fans were focused on Jensen laughing. You called Jared over, sitting him down on the floor of the stage, braiding ponytails in his hair, causing the fans to burst into laughter and the sound of cameras clicking.

Of course the Man made some distressed faces, interrupted by his own laughter as he looked into your eyes.

Luckily, you didn't have microphones, so your little dialogue was completely private.

Well, unless, of course, there were those in the room who could read lips.

As you finished a few ponytails while combing his bangs, he complained, drawling his words. "Hey hey, I look like a jerk, right?" He rolled his eyes as he picked up the microphone, speaking to the crowd. "Hey guys, what do I look like?" He smiled from all teeth, looking really ridiculous, absurdly happy.

The fans were buzzing with laughter, saying it was great. That's all he needed, the microphone moved out of his reach, giving them a little more privacy.