Dec 31, 2007 16:30
It is, consequently, New Year's Eve back in Calfornia, too. So JD is happy to have stumbled into the Inn again. He's in his scrubs, because he just got off of another doubleshift (nothing like kissing ass to make sure you keep your job), and he's hopped up on about two energy drinks. It is advised that he not have any more for fear of his heart exploding or eventual, literal bouncing off the walls.
There's no better way to celebrate anything than in the Inn. JD and Ben are trying to turn wine bottles into makeshift guns. They make their best attempts at getting the tops to explode off of the bottle and then measure how far the top's gone, making kind of a ruckous as boys tend to do when they've found a way to entertain themselves.
(On a completely OOC narrative note, this will probably be the last time Ben is in the Inn).
Martha Jones is in a corner of the Inn lobby, vaguely glancing over at the two boys play with their wine bottle. She'd rather stay out of sight of most people today. She'd had... an interesting trip with Five. To say the least. And it's keeping her from going home where her Doctor is sure to yell at her for it all. There isn't a lot that she could do to make him angry, but... she's managed to do one of them anyway. Knowing full well how he'd react.
She's sipping on an Irish coffee, quite clean after a relaxing in a cherry blossom bubble bath and in satin PJs. May as well indulge herself before heading back to 1969.
martha jones,
robert chase,
j.d. (john dorian),
ben sullivan