Day 51, is he the one?
[The rest of the residents may be serenading the castle, but Jilly’s not worried. It’s foolish, maybe, but this was one holiday that had missed her last year. Besides, Christmas and Valentines have proven time and again that hiding in her room does absolutely nothing to stop it…which is why she’s heading down to the lobby, humming a few bars of "Single Ladies" thanks to the trio's lovely rendition getting it stuck in her head.
She doesn’t notice when the tune takes a turn in a completely different direction. Or how, as her feet hit the lobby floor, her steps start to match a definite beat.]
♪Oh, oh yeah, yeah. ♪
[Barney's chilling in a chair, a stack of small posterboards in his lap and a beer open at his side. He's still got the suit he picked out that morning on, though it's admittedly a little mussed after hanging around with Kaylee. Artfully mussed. Awesomely mussed]
[and then there's Barney's sweatshirted reflection lounging on the couch, his own stack of scorecards at the ready. Billy is thoroughly and obviously enjoying his day of raining judgment down on the populace via numbered cards, a smug smile hanging around on his face]
[As her eyes settle on the boys, Jilly gains direction. Confident steps bring her over to the couch where Billy is sitting and, without warning, she plops down next to him. An amused smile appears on her lips as she drops her feet into his lap and begins to sing]
♪I’ve known a few guys who thought they were…pretty smart, ♪
♪But you’ve got bein’ right down to an art. ♪
♪You think you’re a genius. You drive me… up the wall ♪
♪You’re a regular, original know-it-all ♪
She doesn’t notice when the tune takes a turn in a completely different direction. Or how, as her feet hit the lobby floor, her steps start to match a definite beat.]
♪Oh, oh yeah, yeah. ♪
[Barney's chilling in a chair, a stack of small posterboards in his lap and a beer open at his side. He's still got the suit he picked out that morning on, though it's admittedly a little mussed after hanging around with Kaylee. Artfully mussed. Awesomely mussed]
[and then there's Barney's sweatshirted reflection lounging on the couch, his own stack of scorecards at the ready. Billy is thoroughly and obviously enjoying his day of raining judgment down on the populace via numbered cards, a smug smile hanging around on his face]
[As her eyes settle on the boys, Jilly gains direction. Confident steps bring her over to the couch where Billy is sitting and, without warning, she plops down next to him. An amused smile appears on her lips as she drops her feet into his lap and begins to sing]
♪I’ve known a few guys who thought they were…pretty smart, ♪
♪But you’ve got bein’ right down to an art. ♪
♪You think you’re a genius. You drive me… up the wall ♪
♪You’re a regular, original know-it-all ♪