*Saint Jazz emerges from his hallowed sex-cavern*

[thejazzmeister]

*STUTS out of room, where he has spent the last few days holed up with Prowl (who only just now escaped, the sneaky, gorgeous, sexed OUT little....) looking for all the world the most smirky, contented little sex-bot on two legs or four wheels EVER.*

S'up guys!  What I miss?  *lazy, content, confident grin (the clueless little fool...)*