Room 238, Saturday afternoon

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Aeryn's had a bad week, what with the Vader fight, seeing Luke off, and dealing with John's poor brain. She might still be housing some frustration because when she finally comes back to the room after being out for a while, there's two inches less of her hair, because she had to take it out on something.

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[whitedeathpod]

And John would be in the shower, singing. Loud.

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If he's singing, he's probably doing okay, so Aeryn's fine with listening. She takes a seat on the couch, trying to see if she can recognize the words.

[whitedeathpod]

He's actually singing the Oscar Mayer weiner song. Where that came from, no one could guess.

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Which of course she doesn't recognize, so she's now frowning in the direction of the bathroom and wondering if it's not a translator microbe frell-up.