"I'M BEAUTIFUL IN MY WAY CAUSE GOD MAKES NO MISTAKES I'M ON THE RIGHT TRACK, BOBBY, I WAS BORN THIS WAY!"
Jubilee was the modern mistress of motorized dancing, putting all the work into her arms and upper torso as she sang along with the radio, which she had turned up, after changing the station half a dozen times when they came into the metro area. "Come on, Iceman, you know the words!"
Jubilee turned and smiled at Bobby's expression. She tried to get him to sing, as she looked around, out the window scanning for interesting things to look at as she sang.
She hummed, and then came up to her favorite part to freestyle. Without glow sticks, she chanced a few small sparkles out her window. "NO MATTER CHROMOSOME SHY, FLATSCAN OR ALIEN LIFE, I'M A MUTANT, BABY, I WAS BORN TO SURVIVE!"