Was he simply in awe of how stunning everyone, especially his date Cassie, looked? Or was he channeling something else?
Like the scene in Aladdin, where the protagonist rides atop a flying magic carpet?
Or a Roman God, being served grapes from a vine?
Is he simply Netflix and Chilling? Finishing up Big Little Lies a little later than the rest of us?
Perhaps he's envisioning himself cuddling on a chic, bearskin rug ... in front of a delightful fire.
MAYBE he's all like, "Did these people see my film at Tribeca?"
Likely, we think he's just thinking: "Now, who's hot who not? Tell me who rock? Who sell out in the stores? You tell me who flopped? Who copped the blue drop."
Or maybe ... he was just tired. But that's much less interesting.