Roger walked into the studio with his hands in his pockets and his head down. He was most obviously in a nark. His clothes looked fine, but his hair...that was another matter. Pete looked up from tuning his guitar and snickered when Rog walked by, but Roger ignored it. John looked up slightly but said nothing. Roger sighed and hung up his jacket. Soon Keith returned from the bathroom, zipped up his fly, and stopped dead in his tracks. He looked at Roger's disheveled hair. Keith smiled deviously. " 'Ello there, Rogah! Forgot the dip today, eh?"
Rog growled and looked him straight in the eye. "The store closed, and I forgot that I had to run out and get more."
Keith laughed and said to Pete, "Fancy that! I thought 'e 'ad a closet full of it!"
John smiled slyly and looked at Roger. "Why did you forget to get more?"
Roger, for the first time that morning, smiled fondly. "Well, I had M over last night."
Keith's expression changed from laughing to shocked, his eyes wide. "WHAT?! MY EMILY?!?!?"
Roger nodded happily. "Oh, yes...she's quite a bird! I can tell why you like 'er so much!" Keith was outraged. Roger winked. "M and I lost track of time, we were so busy...I forgot to go out and buy more." Keith had the look on his face that he was either going to cry or slice Rog's head off with a cymbal. Roger smiled (that GORGEOUS Daltrey smile!!! ::drool::) at the disbelieving Keith. Suddenly, Roger pulled a jar of Dippidy Doo from his pocket. John seemed oblivious to it all, and Pete was laughing.
Keith's expression went from outraged to relieved and happy, and he shook Roger's hand. "Yeah, 'lright Daltrey, that was a good trick...Just never lie about me Emily again, eh?"
Roger had a surprised look on his face. "What?! I lied about the Dippidy Doo, but I'd NEVER lie about Emily! As I said before, I can see why you like her so much!!!"