Party People over here, Party People over there...

[sosyermom]

What Johnny needed was a party

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[wormholed]

John peered up over the door of the fridge as someone clattered about in the hallway. "Hey, there's the man with the sweet ride," he said, or rather, tried to say around the apple stuck in his mouth, so it came out more like "mmph, mers phaman wif thsveetridph." Spitting out the apple, John raised his voice. "Johnny! Yo."

[sosyermom]

Johnny turned around and hey--he knew this guy. "Hey, yourself. John, right?"

[wormholed]

"Yup." Crichton retrieved his apple and grinned. "What's up, man? Out of gas yet?"

[sosyermom]

Johnny smiled back. "Not yet. I'm conserving wisely. What's up with you?"

[wormholed]

"Not much. Just enjoying having my body back. Apparently the guy who had it didn't believe in eating," John added, stuffing more apple into his mouth.

[sosyermom]

Johnny snorted. "You got caught up in that too? This place is a trip." He clapped John on the shoulder. "You totally are invited to my tailgate on Friday. You down with that?"

[wormholed]

John gaped, almost losing the better part of a chunk of apple. "No shit! Man, I haven't been to one of those in years! Hell yes I'm down with that! Can I bring my girl?"

[sosyermom]

Johnny laughed. "You've got a girl? No way! Tell me about her, dude. What she like?"

[wormholed]

John's grinned widened, and he lowered his voice conspiratorially. "She's a Commando, dude. Long dark hair, deep voice, legs like a superhighway...Alien, but a total babe."

[sosyermom]

Johnny tilted his head in to listen to John's description, and then grinned. "Oh yeah? Sounds hot. Congrats, man. Of course you can bring her, and any other hot commando alien babes you find along the way."

[wormholed]

"Thanks, buddy. I'll send any I find your way. You want me to bring anything? It's not like I can barbeque out here, but I can dig up something if you want. Boar, maybe?"

[sosyermom]

Johnny's eyes lit up at the prospect of barbeque. "Dude, that'd be sweet. I was thinking like ka-bob things, but a pig roast? It'll be like fuckin' Hawaii. That'd kick ass. There's pineapple here, right?"

[wormholed]

"Think so." John looked beyond pleased with himself. "I'll shoot the biggest one I can find, it'll be awesome. Aeryn's got a gun too, maybe we can even bring more than one."

[sosyermom]

Johnny was pumped. This party thing? Best idea ever. "I'll bring the pineapple--you bring the big and the alien babe. It's gonna be sweet, man."

[wormholed]

"Totally sweet. Thanks for the invite." John wondered if he was losing major island stat by not throwing a rave or something in his cave.

[sosyermom]

"No prob, dude. It's like fate, dude, running into you like this. Hey--you wouldn't know where to track down an ipod, would you?" Every party needed tunes.