By the end of the day Callisto had begun to get a slight sunburn. Ok, who are we kidding the Goddess was bright red. Melissa tried with all her might not to allow the situation to amuse her...but gosh darn it she was only human...and a bard at that. Suffice it to say, exactly 3 blank stares, 2 healthy SMACKS, and a rather, uh uncomfortable placement of one Goddess boot later, the Bard was in fact very sorry she laughed.
GC: (with every step) ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch ouch
MM: I hear you Goddess. (we ALL hear you)
GC: (SMACK) OUCH!
MM: (inward smile)
GC: Stop that. It's not funny.
MM: ok. (if you say so)
GC: Don't push me bard. You wouldn't like me when I'm angry.
MM: (blank stare) How could it possibly be any... (voice in head: SHUT-UP!)
GC & MM: (wince)
GC: What the....(looking around)...who said that?
Trancer: (mouthing the words to Melissa - Pissant)
MM: (oh triplet you're askin for it.)
GC: THAT'S IT! I'm tired, I hurt, the sun has apparently burnt me! I am NOT a happy Goddess!
MM & Trancer: (pointing to each other) She made me do it!
GC: (snap) AAAAAAAUUUUUUUURRRRRRRRRGGGGGGG!
(whimper X 2)
Tho Trancer would later deny it, reliable sources inform us (ok it was Melissa) that she did a mighty fine impression of Gabrielle that day. The bard would have commented on it too, you know, if she hadn't been unceremoniously stuffed in the nearest trash receptacle along with her triplet at the time.
Luggage: (snoring)
in a crate on the same plane....
Gene: (lol) So then Jung said to the Priest...
JT: (oh dear Goddess...Zap me out of here)
CJ: (snoring)
In Las Vegas....
Security: Excuse me Mi....
(PUNCH)
GC: (blank stare)
MM: (shaking her hand out) What?
GC: I didn't say a word. (::beaming::)
MM: I saw that.
GC: No you didn't.
MM: Did too.
HL: Stop that.
GC: did not.
HL: (snap) AAAAAAAAAUUUUUUUUURRRRRRGGGGGGHHHH !
GC: (blank stare) Now look what you did Melissa.
MM: (blank stare) did not.
HL: Ok group, this is our last night in Sin City, what do you say we paint the town red?
GC: (blank stare) Why?
HL: (LOL) figure of speech Cally.
GC: oh.
MM: (It means go out and have a heck of a lot of fun.)
GC: (thanks)
MM: (don't mention it)
GC: (I didn't)
HL: what shall we do first?
MM: let's play a little poker.
GC: Ok. (poke)
MM: do I look amused?
Trancer: BLACKJACK!
MM: No dear, this is poker....(don't even think about it Goddess)...not BLACKJACK.
GC: (scowl)
Trancer: oh.
HL: Royal Flush!
Dealer: We have a winner! (hands Hudson a heap of cash)
HL: Could I please get this in Dinars?
Dealer: (blank stare)
Generic guy: (puffing on a cigarette) Deal already. (puff puff)
MM: (cough)
GC: What the.....(grabs smoking man by the throat)...Stop killing my bard!
MM: (inward smile) (she lov....er uh hi Goddess)
CJ: Ten bottles of beer on the wall ten bottles of beer, you take one down.....
JT & Gene: (snap) AURGH!
CJ: ...and pass it around, 9 bottles of beer on the wall...
MM: (mumbling to herself) 8 bottles of beer...
GC: (eyes widen) What was that?
MM: ...beery juice, 8 bottles of juice.
GC: (contemplating) (factoring in her sunburn) remind me to take this up with you when we get back to Cirra.
MM: Yes Goddess.
GC: And you can wipe that Little Hercules look off your face right now. It's not going....oh alright...just this once, you're off the hook. (Hades I am just too good to her sometimes)
Trancer: 7 bottles of beery juice, 7 bottles of juice....
HL: ...ya take one down and pass it around...
GC: now look what you have done bard. (SMACK) OUCH.
MM: (This has got to be Matt's doing)
Luggage: 6 bottles of beery juice...beery juice?
*side note: Generic smoking guy is recovering nicely at Valley Hospital. He has since given up smoking.
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