"You okay?" Scott asked, wraping an arm around my shoulders. I nodded and wrapped my arms around his waist. "I'm fine," I replied, "Just a bit sleepy." Scott smiled slightly and nodded. "I am too," he admitted, smiling a bit.

I smiled and nodded, taking his hand in mine. I giggled a bit as "Bang Bang Boom" played over the resturant's atmosphere. Scott groaned. "As if we haven't sang that song enough," he laughed.

I grinned. "Hey, it's a really nice song," I said, "But Antifreeze & Aeroplanes is much better." Scott grinned widely at this comment and I laughed. "I knew you'd like that comment," I grinned, kissing his lips softly.

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"I'm bored Nycto," Bob pouted, leaning his head on my shoulder. The event that had just happened must have not bothered him much, and if it did, he was doing a good job of hiding it.

I smiled a bit and rubbed my hand over his soft, peach-fuzz hair. He grinned and I laughed a bit. "Can I make a wish?" I teased and he pouted playfully.

"Hey, what's that?" he asked, pointing towards the ceiling. I turned to look, and saw nothing. I turned back and Bob grinned sweetly at me, and I rolled my eyes noticing he'd taken another fry from me.

"Here, if they mean to much to you, have them," I said, pushing my plate of fries towards him. "Nah," he grinned, "It's more fun if I take them from you."

I laughed softly and smacked his arm playfully. "You suck, y'know that?" I grinned and he nodded. "Yep. Hear it all the time."

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"I have a serious question," I said to Dave. He looked at me and nodded. "Ask away," he said. I grinned. "Do you have any piercings that are not in sight I asked?"

He smiled playfully and reached his hands down to his pants. "Now that you mention it..." he grinned and I laughed. "God Dave, please don't tell me you seriously pierced that as well," Clint said.

Dave grinned. "Maybe I did, maybe I didn't," Dave smiled, "It shall remain a mystery."

"Good!" Clint grinned, "Keep it that way, because I don't think I really wanna know." Christy grinned and slapped Clint's arm playfully. "You be nice to your brother," she smiled, and I grinned, slapping a high-five with her.

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