Jack felt a magical swirl around him. He knew that the effects of his choices were taking control...
"Britney! Stop!?"
Jack looked around him, but was blinded by bright lights. Eventually, a man came into view. He was dressed like a movie director...a cheap movie director.
"Those aren't the dance steps we rehearsed."
Jack began to come to the realization this man was yelling at him. "I guess I just don't feel like myself today."
"Yeah, well, take five everyone."
Jack began to notice the hordes of attractive people around in tight fitting clothing. He sat down and spied a familiar face. It was that MTV-teen popstar, Britney Spears. She was playing a game of mirror with him, mimicking his movements. It took Jack a little while to realize that he had just died and was offered another chance (it's something that fades from memory as to not let it slip out to the living). Then he remembered the Canteen. Then he realized this teen star wasn't mirroring his movements. He was looking at a mirror. He was Britney Spears!
