Hands have more important jobs than one might think. All the members of the Corny Collins cast and crew learned this on their second day of travel.

Maybelle had told Inez and Seaweed about her current state at the same time, and the conversation had yielded different results from each of them. Seaweed promptly put his face in his hands, mumbling something, before leaving the room to be alone. It had only been a moment before he had been knocking on the door to Penny and the Dynamites' room.

Inez's eyes had widened and her chin dropped before she could manage a reaction.

"Oh my gosh, Mama," she grinned, enveloping her in a hug. (Or, rather, letting her mother envelope here in one.) "I'm so happy for you!"

Maybelle was pleased, and Inez was, too. She had always wanted something to take care of. In truth, she had always been a girly-girl at heart, despite growing up in tough. Heck, she'd had to. Now, she couldn't wait to dress up, feed, and play with a baby. It would be nice to have a sweet little sister…

Though slightly worried about her son, Maybelle had to finish packing – and finish her breakfast. She could take care of the other things when it was time to get on the bus.

Amber and Joey had been the only ones down in the lobby some time after the others had finished their dinners. Tammy had gone to bed early, feeling tired after a long day of travel. Amber, remembering her mother's tricks, had worn a scandalously-low-cut dress to dinner, and to her great happiness, Joey had eventually noticed, and began to talk to her.

So, her mother was good for some things, Amber had thought.

Someone had taken the opportunity to play a song on the piano in the lobby, and Joey asked Amber to dance with him. Only at first did it seem to be out of politeness.

"You're a much better dancer than Tammy," Joey said in a low voice, his arm encircling his partner's waist as they strode the floor. He whispered close in her ear. "And much better looking, too."

Amber refrained from blushing.

"You aren't too bad yourself," she allowed herself to say, twirling delicately for him.

When the song ended, Joey drew her in closer, but Amber only gave him a quick kiss. Her mother's rule: always leave him wanting more.

She turned away as the rule stated, but just like her mother had told her, her partner caught her by the arm and they kissed again, longer and stronger this time. Amber knew she was doing something very wrong, but it felt so right. Joey gave her a smile as her hand traced along his form, and she guessed that Tammy would just have to forgive her.

Brenda had taken a hot shower in Tracy's room before breakfast that morning. She noted with satisfaction that the remaining blonde dye in her hair had washed out. And so was she also cleansed of her fake identity.

"Good morning, Brenda," Tracy greeted the girl, smiling at her "new" (old) look.

"Good morning," Brenda replied bravely.

Tracy looked at her, her voice, delicate. "Do you want to come downstairs and eat breakfast with me and Link?"

"I would like that," Brenda said softly.

They went into the hall, where Link and John (Brenda's boyfriend) were currently walking. Now hand in hand, the couples continued down to the lobby.

As the group headed out, Link and Tracy walked together to Link's car, where they sat and waited for the bus to leave. He squeezed her arm affectionately and she looked at him, her face loving and smiling.

Edna, getting on the bus, patted Corny's shoulder reassuringly as she headed to the back for her day of watch duty. He gave her a grateful smile as she passed.

Amber trailed her finger along the back of Joey's neck, who was sitting in front of her. Tammy didn't notice as he turned to look at Amber, his face blank, though his mouth twitched with the hint of a smile.

Maybelle sat on a seat next to Inez, who she was taking to animatedly. Her hand already hovered over her belly. Inez's face was lit up with a smile.

Seaweed's fingers gripped the hard plastic seat he was sitting on, his mouth in a tight line. Penny stroked his back tenderly, getting a small yet ever necessary smile from her beloved.

Brenda's boyfriend John ran his hand through her now-brunette hair, and she smiled at him, glad he noticed.

Yes – hands have important jobs. And one of their most important ones is transmitting a message of joy from one part of the body to the lips, where of course, joy is best expressed in the form of a smile.