Room 223 - Sunday afternoon

[cameronmitchell]

Cameron had already packed his bag as he'd be leaving for California right after the memorial service. It was always good to be prepared, but sadly enough that left him with nothing much to do until this evening

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[surferboy_09er]

Dick tapped on Cameron's door frame. "Hey neighbor. Going somewhere?"

[cameronmitchell]

"Yo!" Cameron grinned and motioned for Dick to come in. "Neptune as a matter of fact," he answered.

[surferboy_09er]

"Awesome! I'm heading back there Monday." says Dick, coming into the room. "The whole portal thing is kind of freaking me out. You've done it before, right?"

[cameronmitchell]

"A couple of times now," Cameron nodded. "It's way faster and cheaper to get to the other side of the country. It's actually pretty neat."

[surferboy_09er]

"Good. I just hope the possibility of me landing in the wrong part of town is kept to a minimum." says Dick. "I don't need my spring break to start out with my ass getting kicked by PCHers."

[cameronmitchell]

"I haven't heard about anything like that happen before," Cameron said, "but then I haven't been using it all that much. PCHers? Are those anything like the 09ers?"

[surferboy_09er]

"Sort of. In a way of classifying people of Neptune sort of way." says Dick. "PCHers are a "biking club". They're really just a bunch of guys who like to bother everyone in town. Veronica's friends with some of them if memory serves."

"An 09er is someone who lives in the 90909 zip code. Logan and I are 09ers." says Dick. "Some people consider it a bad thing but those are usually people who don't live there."

[cameronmitchell]

Cameron had heard a little of the 09ers. "Sort of like the division of classes then," he said, making a mental note to ask Veronica about her connections with bikers.

[surferboy_09er]

"Yeah, I guess. Can't really escape it in Neptune. I think the slogan is "Town with no middle class"." he says, shrugging. Since he was rich the whole class division thing never bothered him.

"So you got anything planned in Neptune or are you just hanging out?" asked Dick. "I'm pretty sure I'm heading to Mexico with my little brother."

[cameronmitchell]

"Just hanging," Cameron said. "We might go out and do some stuff, but we haven't planned anything specific as we already went to Vegas for Valentine. So what does an 09er do in Mexico? Or is that something I'm better off not knowing?"

[surferboy_09er]

Dick laughed. "Let's just say lots of drinking and then it gets worse from there."

"I would say we should go sometime but I'm pretty sure Veronica would end up killing you." says Dick. "And I can't have that on my head."

[cameronmitchell]

"Yeah, I kind of like being alive, too," Cameron grinned. "Besides, I'm not sure of the whole 'and worse' thing is my style."

[surferboy_09er]

"You won't be saying that after you get some shots of good Mexican tequila in you." says Dick pointedly. "Of course I can't say anything at all after some tequila."

"I'm pretty sure I'm out of the running for the 'best good influence of the year' award after this little conversation." Dick said, grinning. "Drat! Always next year."

[cameronmitchell]

Cameron laughed. "The year isn't even two months old, man," he replied, shaking his head. "I've never had Mexican tequila before, but you should try those sweet green drinks they serve at Caritas."

[surferboy_09er]

"Really? I haven't been there yet." Dick said. "I'm sure you can rock the karaoke like nobody's business."

[cameronmitchell]

Cameron cleared his throat and jumped up off the couch. "I'm trying not to think about it," he said, grabbing a box of cookies from the mini fridge. "Want one?"