Room 224 - Saturday Evening

[noearsyet]

George was supposed to have had a date with Jean today, but it had been canceled due to evil computer reasons which probably made Bobby very, very happy.

So instead he was being very social as he hung out in his room playing dice with himself.

At least the door was open?

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[weetinyreese]

After the mess of yesterday, Kyle had been intending on finding Layla Miller, planning on asking her a more specific question about the letter in his hand. Instead, he found George.

"Hey George. Layla Miller in?"

[noearsyet]

George grinned up at him then looked around. "I dunno. Ye can come in an' look if ye want."

[weetinyreese]

Kyle came in, took a glance and raised an eyebrow at George. "Guess not." He took a seat, letter still in hand. "How'd your date go?"

[noearsyet]

"Had t'be postponed," George said with a shrug. He didn't care. Really. "How'd th' workin' go? Did th' Squishy machine behave?"

[iknowstuff]

"Hi George," Layla said cheerfully as she entered the room. "Sorry to hear you and Jean didn't have a date tonight. I ordered some pizza to help make up for it."

[noearsyet]

"G'evenin', Layla. What kind o' pizza?" he asked. Because mmm pizza.

[iknowstuff]

"Barbecued venison with caramelized onions," Layla said flopping on her bed. "It's delicious. You'll love it."

[noearsyet]

That would've sounded really good not on pizza so George was totally willin' t'give it the benefit of the doubt.

"You're th' best," he said with a quick smile. "Th' Queen o' May. Next thing you'll be wanderin' about wit' a crown."