2nd floor common room, evening

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It's probably an act of desperation that Cameron is sitting in the common watching the Super Bowl. It is kinda nice with the surround system, but it's still football which really doesn't compare to basketball. Still, he's got popcorn and chips and he's feeling kinda fuzzy.

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"They keep me from being a cranky pants," Cameron frowns. "Unless you like me being a cranky pants?"

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"A... cranky pants...?"

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"Yes, someone who's cranky in their pants." He giggles.

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"Usually this is where you start flailing," she says.

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Cameron frowns. "Why?"

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"Someone who's cranky in their pants?" she repeats.

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"Oh! You think they'd be happier naked?" Cameron considers it. "Might work."

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"Um. Who would be happier naked?" she asks, really not sure she should be asking this question of him on a normal day, let alone when he's medicated.

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"You? Me? Mr MacCrabbyPants Jon-Jon," Cameron replies.

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Aeryn has no idea what he thinks he's saying, so there's no flailing. Which is why she says, "Just not all at the same time."

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"Awww, why not?" He's pouting.

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Aeryn's not sure if she should laugh or not. "Because that just... shouldn't happen."

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"But if you're cranky and you'd be happier without pants then we should just do it," he nods.

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Okay, now there's flailing. "What? I mean... what?"

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"If you wouldn't be cranky without pants, you should totally take them off and be wild and free." Cameron clarifies.

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Aeryn doesn't even know how to respond to that, so she just opens and closes her mouth a few times and hopes words come out. They don't.

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"Or maybe a skirt?" Cameron tries as he's not sure why she's doing the fishy thing.

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"Why am I supposed to be wearing a skirt again?" she asks. "Weren't you just proposing a threesome? What... I mean, what?"

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Cameron gapes at Aeryn. "You want a threesome?"

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"No!"

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"You want free wind in your pants?" Cameron's confused now.

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Aeryn stares at him. She doesn't even know what he's talking about anymore.

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"Uh, you know. Breeze on your privates," this somehow makes him giggle.

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"I think the translator microbes are eating my brain."

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Cameron flails. "Shit, I knew it would mutate!" He jumps up from the chair in a second and moves over to her. "We should bring you to Sir Hawkeye!"