Orangina's hands lay down a tasty groove

I see hands painted like animals. Zebras, elephants, snakes, parrots. One hand looks like an octopus, with fingers for tentacles. The hands are playing drums and singing the song “I Like It Like That.” Man, I hate that song. Anyway, the hands keep singing and playing, playing and singing … the pace gets faster and faster, the rhythm hotter and hotter, and then … one hand reaches for an Orangina. That’s the big payoff.