girl, you gotta know you're my shining star

[floozyfacade]

The last ten days have been an impressive effort on my part not to sulk. Seriously, there should be Oscar buzz right now for my performance as a not-petulant teenage girl, possibly an Emmy nom, at least a Globe. Somewhere under the water is a ridiculous and creeptastic city the likes of which no one on this island has seen before with all kinds of

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[dancin_maxxie]

The absurdly heavy bass line plodding along draws Maxxie's attention. He can only stand there behind the couch for a few seconds, gaping, before he remembers what this is. Sometimes, thinking of home feels like thinking of another life, separate from this. That thought is too scary to hold onto though, especially in the face of Justin Timberlake.

"Oh my God," he says, clambering over the back of the sofa to grab a seat beside Olive. "Feels like ages since I've seen this."

[floozyfacade]

"I know, right?" Olive grins over at him, leaning closer. "For a while, it was like we could not let this joke go and then it kind of... got forgotten." She can't help swaying in time in her seat a little, almost dancing, then laughs as something occurs to her. "God, I hope Chris has never seen this."

[dancin_maxxie]

"Oh he has," Maxxie says confidently, his shoulders starting to sway as he gets pulled into the rhythm with her, but then he pauses to consider his words.

"Okay," he amends, "I think he has, but the real question is if he remembers it." Chris was more or less always high on something; sometimes that blasted his memory and sometimes it didn't.

[floozyfacade]

"Yeah, okay," Olive says, wagging a finger at him, "but if he's never actually shown up somewhere with a, uh, present for someone, then my guess is, he probably doesn't." It seems to her like exactly the kind of thing Chris would have tried at one point or another, given the idea. It's probably for the best he doesn't recall.

[likesthestooges]

"This was one of the best things to come out of SNL in years," Aidan said, stepping into the room and moving over to the couch when he heard the familiar song. While he'd always been a fan of the earlier years he had to admit every now and then some of the newer casts came up with something good.

"Motherlover was pretty good too."

[floozyfacade]

"I love the old SNL reruns," Olive said, looking over at the guy. "But then you watch the new stuff and it's like... eeeh, it's really hit or miss. Except the Lonely Island. Like 'I'm On a Boat'? Gold!" She couldn't even explain why that song was so hilarious if she wanted to try, but she was pretty sure no explanation would make it clear to someone who didn't already find it funny.

[likesthestooges]

Sitting down on the couch, Aidan wondered just what this girl considered 'old'. Old for her could be Farley and Spade, who were seriously funny, but relative newcomers as far as Aidan was concerned.

"It does not get better than Aykroyd, Belushi, Chase, Curtin, and Radner in their prime," he said. "Although I don't know if any of them could deliver the line 'T-Pain fucked a mermaid' as well as the Lonely Island guys."

[floozyfacade]

"Andy Samberg just has a gift for weird comedy music," Olive said with a shake of her head, grinning, "but God, yes. Radner, Ackroyd - Bill Murray? Oh, perfection, all of them. You know, in the rec center, it comes on the TV sometimes. I mean, I don't spend a whole lot of time down there, but I catch it sometimes and it's just... that is good stuff." She'd been exposed to a wide variety of genres of film and television growing up, but comedy had always been first and foremost in the Penderghast household.

[pointzerothree]

It is, Eduardo thinks, a little bit like watching a train wreck or some multiple car accident on a highway, where the sight of it alone is absolutely painful, but looking away is just impossible. He has no idea what this music video is that Olive is watching, instinctively sitting down next to her before he really stops to look at the screen, but he does know that it looks simply ridiculous, and not just because of that face.

Bad facial hair and sunglasses aside, Eduardo is pretty sure he'd recognize that face anywhere, even, apparently, singing a song about -

"Oh, my God," he says, eyes going wide, corners of his mouth pulling up in an instinctive, incredulous smile. Turning his head slightly towards Olive without fully looking away from the video, he blinks a few times, tongue pressed to his teeth. "Okay, first of all, what is this? Second, why does that guy look like Sean Parker? This is... strangely hilarious."

[floozyfacade]

"Not gonna get you a diamond ring, that sort of gift don't mean anything," Olive sings, hamming it up for him before she leans over with her head on his shoulder. Taking in Eduardo's reaction to this has to be one of the best things yet about finding the reel on the shelf.

"It's 'Dick in a Box.' It's an SNL sketch that I, personally, think is... extremely self-explanatory as an instructional video preparing you for the holiday season. And he looks like Sean Parker because that -" She slaps lightly at his knee. "- is Justin Timberlake. I told you he looked like Justin Timberlake." It's extra odd when she considers that even one brief encounter with Sean was enough for her to find him irritating - if likewise strangely hilarious - but she can't hold anything against Justin Timberlake other than the video for "Bye Bye Bye."

[pointzerothree]

"I guess I just never really thought about it," Eduardo says, a little dazed, though he can't hide his amusement even now. It is funny, the video seeming to get increasingly ridiculous the more it goes on, in spite of - or perhaps even because of - the man's resemblance to Sean Parker, no matter how much Eduardo hates that stupid, awful face. Sometimes, he wishes he'd thrown that punch after all, just to see the damage it would do, but mostly, he's satisfied with the expression Sean wore upon thinking he was about to be decked. If things had to happen the way they did, he's at least grateful that he got to leave as the superior one.

All of that is irrelevant now, though. Arm slipping instinctively around Olive, he grins, almost transfixed as he watches the video. "They really do, though, look... startlingly alike, you were right."

[floozyfacade]

"I usually am," Olive informs him, but she huffs out a laugh, because her odds are more like fifty-fifty for getting things right (she doesn't actually mind that. Sometimes mistakes are just as productive or satisfying, and sometimes they just need to be made). "And I'm never wrong about the pop culture upon which I grew up." It's strange to realize this particular video is after his time, if only by a couple years, but that does explain a lot about why he never made that connection with Sean, given that Justin Timberlake hadn't embarked on a solo career by the time she was twelve, as far as she remembers. "He looks so stupid, I love it."

[crazyspacegirl]

River, as she almost always did, studiously avoided noticing what was being played on the projector when she came into the rec room. She just went right to the bookshelf, and only set Zoe down when the child's squirming became too much. The rec room was a pretty safe place, and she had Simon Chicago with her, so River let her toddle around while she looked for a book.

Zoe was drawn the the noise and motion of the projector, which she didn't get to watch much due to her mother's aversion to the thing. She stood by the side of the couch, steadied by her dog, and in no time she had it down.

"Dick in a box!" she sang, with more enthusiasm than tune.

[floozyfacade]

As Olive looked over at the child she hadn't noticed until just then, her eyes widened in a mix of horror and amazement. It was virtually impossible not to laugh, but at the same time, she wanted to reach over and clap a hand over the kid's mouth to make sure no parent caught her and told her off for introducing their daughter to such a concept. (God, her own, she was pretty sure, would just have found it the funniest thing ever, but she knew well that her home had been a lot more open than some.)

"Hi there, kiddo," she said, words drawn out as she edged closer to that side of the couch. "That's not really a song for you, okay? We can sing... do you know 'Mary Had a Little Lamb'?"

[crazyspacegirl]

"Hi!" answered Zoe. She did indeed know the song about the lamb, but liked this new one better at the moment, mostly because it was new. "Hole in the box!" she sang, pointing at the screen.

Simon Chicago added a cheerful yip, attracting River's attention. She looked over and waved, since Zoe seemed to be busy making a new friend with music.

"Junk in the boooox!"

[floozyfacade]

"Make her open the box," Olive sang, nodding, "and that's the way you - no, no, bad example." It was one thing to have let Chip hear the song when he was six (and full of questions), but this girl - well, if she was so young, there wasn't any real harm, right? It wasn't like she knew what she was saying. "Who's your dog friend?"

[noonelaughed]

"Now that's an idea," Chris says as he plops down next to Olive on the sofa, "You know, unless someone's got a tiny cock in a small box, then that's just false advertisin', innit?"

At least the tune's catchy, anyway.

[floozyfacade]

"Oh, like yours?" Olive teases, smirking. She's heard the stories. They're unavoidable, actually, at Chris' parties, even more so than the nudity. She's more than happy to keep that knowledge secondhand. "Don't get any ideas, this is - you know, I don't think we even have any gift wrap and then just what's the point?"