My Dancers

So whenever I go to my office to start working, I tend to hear hip-hop coming down the hall. That's because every day there are some very devoted hip-hop dancers practicing in the dance room two or three rooms away from my office.
They don't speak English, as far I can tell, but they all seem to wear purple. This one--I dub him pockets because his seem to be deliberately turned-out--is upside down almost constantly.

And then there is this guy. He's my ambassador to the dancers. He was in a performance with some of my students and he tried to teach me the sideways moonwalk. He also started teaching me "popping," as he calls it. I just learned his name today.