[It's a bad joke, but you know who can appreciate a bad joke and has two thumbs and can do fingerguns? This guy. And he actually does make fingerguns at Simon and clicky-winks.] Cute.
[He quickly turns to the wall ICP to turn it on, along with the video setting rather than audio so they can see him in his morning pajama glory.]
Hey! So. Me and my friend Simon here got misplaced. We're not in our rooms. I saw a fabulous pink underwear in the bunk which definitely wasn't mine. Great tastes whoever you are, though.
Point is, we don't have our tickets. A little roommate help for both of us, please and thank you! Before breakfast, preferably....
[He then turns off the ICP, squinting. He seems to realize more is off about Simon than his light, too. He sniffs close to him, eyes narrowed.]
...Do you even need breakfast? Well, it doesn't matter anyway. Point is made.
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[He quickly turns to the wall ICP to turn it on, along with the video setting rather than audio so they can see him in his morning pajama glory.]
Hey! So. Me and my friend Simon here got misplaced. We're not in our rooms. I saw a fabulous pink underwear in the bunk which definitely wasn't mine. Great tastes whoever you are, though.
Point is, we don't have our tickets. A little roommate help for both of us, please and thank you! Before breakfast, preferably....
[He then turns off the ICP, squinting. He seems to realize more is off about Simon than his light, too. He sniffs close to him, eyes narrowed.]
...Do you even need breakfast? Well, it doesn't matter anyway. Point is made.