2nd Floor Lounge...

Marty suddenly having access to the internet is feeling much better and decides to spend some time out of his room.

He parks himself in the lounge and turns on "Nookie in New York".

He doesn't care what people think.

[OOC: Open to all]

[identity profile] leeadama.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
Lee waves happily at Cordy. "Hey, trick question: What's your favorite color?"

[identity profile] upforachase.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
Cordy waves happily back at Lee. "Green! Why is that a trick question?"

[identity profile] leeadama.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 03:27 am (UTC)(link)
"Like I tell my secrets to pretty girls," he calls back.

[identity profile] upforachase.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 03:30 am (UTC)(link)
"Fine!" Cordy says, pouting and totally not blushing at all. "I didn't want to know, anyway."

[identity profile] leeadama.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 03:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Good!" he replies, quite pleased with himself.

[identity profile] upforachase.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
"Damn you, Adama! I was lying!" Cordy shouts to him.

[identity profile] leeadama.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 03:36 am (UTC)(link)
"About the color or about knowing why I was asking?" he asks.

[identity profile] upforachase.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"The reason you're asking. Green's definitely my favourite color."

[identity profile] leeadama.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 03:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Nyah nyah nyah," he replies, all of 12.

[identity profile] upforachase.livejournal.com 2006-02-02 04:01 am (UTC)(link)
"We're not friends anymore, Lee," Cordy says, pouting impressively.