Ryan, Colin, Greg, Brad and Chip had been back in England for only a few hours, but already they noticed Ryan was acting strange. He had been twice as bad on the flight over and had barely uttered a word since they arrived at the apartment.
          He was sitting in an armchair staring blankly at nothing when the other four decided they had to get to the bottom of the problem.
          "Ryan what's wrong?" Colin asked, taking a seat nearby.
          "Huh…nothing…everything's fine," Ryan grumbled.
          "Pull the other one tall boy," Greg sarced.
          "Yeah, spit it out," Chip insisted.
          "I really didn't want to say anything," Ryan mumbled.
          "About what?" Colin asked.
          "About Wayne…when I told him he couldn't be part of it," Ryan replied.
          "He took it bad?" Brad gasped.
          "Sit down…and I'll explain," Ryan sighed.
          Everyone got comfortable and Ryan realised he suddenly felt like something out of a tacky Disney movie.
          "Well I caught up with Wayne when I finished filming the ‘other’ show. I told him that we had discussed his involvement with everyone and it was agreed that he couldn't take part as he was not an original," Ryan announced.
          "And?" Greg said, raising an eyebrow.
          "He was pissed…he said he was the only one that stuck up for us when we got sacked and he'd worked with us enough be classed as an original," Ryan continued.
          "And you upset him by?" Colin asked.
          "Telling him that the originals were the people who gave the show its cult status and made it what it was…not the ones who just waltzed in at the end and stole all the glory," Ryan cringed.
          "Meet the new captain tact," Greg sighed.
          "I might have called him a pretentious little upstart too," Ryan added.
          Colin closed his eyes and shook his head.
          "I vote now that we never let Ryan do the talking again," Brad perked.
          "All in favour," Chip asked.
          Everyone, including Ryan raised their hand.
          "You do realise what you've done though…don't you," Greg scorned.
          Ryan looked at Greg confused.
          "You've pissed Wayne off and Wayne knows everything…he could tell Dan, Drew or anyone everything", Greg hissed.
          "Shit," Ryan spat.
          "So how do we cover our asses?" Brad asked after a few moments of silence.
          "Hire a hit man?" Chip suggested.
          "No, that'll cost too much," Greg sighed.
          "Ryan could just apologise," Colin piped up.
          "Do we really have time to wait for hell to freeze over?" Greg asked.
          "The others will be here soon…let’s just talk it over with them," Chip sighed.
          "How soon?" Colin asked.
          "Half and hour," Chip replied.
          "Dammit, and I was going to bake a cake," Colin grumbled.
          "Just buy one dude," Greg mused.
          "It's not the same," Colin sighed.
          "He's right…home made cake has something special about it," Chip chimed in.
          "Why are we discussing cake? What importance does it have to anything?" Ryan said bewildered.
          "Hey, we listened to you problems," Brad huffed.
          "Yeah," Greg spat, "are you going to make frosting?" he added, turning to Colin.
          Ryan let out a heavy sigh, grabbed his jacket and stormed out the door.
          "Somebody's tetchy," Brad mused.
          "Well he should have been more tactful," Colin said matter-of-factly as he got to his feet and wandered into the kitchen.
          "You think there's something else on his mind?" Chip asked.
          "Well he ain't gonna tell us if there is," Greg stated and joined Colin in the kitchen.