Second floor common room: Saturday evening

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

It was Saturday night and Jack was feeling pretty damn pleased with himself for sucessfully teaching a class at short notice yesterday. And having expended such a huge effort, he figured he was entitled to be incredibly lazy this weekend, just to balance things out. So he'd gone for ice cream - of which there were several flavours currently residing in the freezer, which had a sign saying 'Ice cream: Help Yourself' stuck on it - and camped out in the common room.

He had a pint of Kahluah ice cream and a spoon, and was sprawled on the couch watching a movie marathon of something called westerns. Life seemed to be much simpler in whatever time period they were set: the bad guys had black hats and the good guys had white.

Jack thought it was a sensible policy -- it would certainly save a lot of misunderstandings.

[ooc: Open, of course - mod your ice cream flavour and help yourself!]

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[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Yo," Cameron greeted as he entered the common room, instantly distracted by the television. "Westerns. Cool."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana wandered down to the 2nd floor and poked her head in just to see who was there. "Jack!" she said with a smile and came in. "How are you?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Yo back at you, Mitchell." Jack waved a hand at the freezer. "Ice cream if you want it. And Westerns. How's the bike going?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Ooooo, ice cream," Cameron said with a broad smile. "Joan is doing really well. Sam helped me get her riding like a dream and she's not painted and everything."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Hey, Lana." Jack grinned and waved her over. "Come in, grab some ice cream, tell me how you're doing."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana grabbed some fudge swirl and went over to sit on the couch by Jack. "I'm doing okay. How about you?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"You named your bike Joan? How do you know she's a she?" Jack asked with a grin. "And if Sam was working on it, I'm not surprised she's going well. You still going to let me ride it?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack checked out the flavour she'd picked and nodded approval. "Good choice. And I'm excellent." He licked some ice cream off his spoon. "I taught a class yesterday."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Really?" Lana ate a spoonful of ice ceam and hummed slightly. "Oh, that's good."

She looked over at him. "So, tell me about this class? It wasn't the disappearing ninja one, was it?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Because she's my bike," Cameron said as if that made completely sense.

He paused. "I'm going to let Sam ride it," he said carefully. "If she doesn't mind you tagging along, then I have no problem with that."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

It completely didn't make sense, but if Cameron wanted his bike to be a girl, Jack had no problems with that. "I'm sure she won't mind, and that'll be just as fun." He smirked and added, "As long as she doesn't get distracted and run us into something."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Nope. Constant Vigilance. I made half the clas pretend to be insectoid aliens, and the other half chat them up. It was fun." He poked her in the shoulder, and asked, "Why are you only okay? I thought you'd still be giddy over Jim."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

"Insectoid aliens, huh? Sounds fascinating." She put on a smile that she hoped didn't look as fake as it felt. "No, I am, I am. So how are Sam and Cedric?"

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

Cameron frowned at him. "I doubt it."

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"You doubt my ability to distract her?" Jack laughed and licked his spoon, cleaning it of even a drop of ice cream. "Well, you're probably right. She does tend to get very focused, and I value my life too much to try anything on a rapidly moving flying vehicle."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"Hey Lana, hey guys I dont' think I've met yet." Billy said as he entered. "...is that, Ice Cream?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana waved. "Hey Billy."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Good to see you've got some sense at least," Cameron replied, heading for the freezer.

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Sometimes. It tends to fly out the window around Sam, though." Jack was smiling as he watched Cameron walk to the freezer. "Which is understandable."

[l1ttle-billy.livejournal.com]

"How's it going?"

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

Lana smiled at him. "I'm good. How are you?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

Jack's eyes narrowed at her smile. "Uh huh," he said dubiously. "If you say so. And Sam and Cedric are good, very good. I just wish the school part of being at school didn't take so much time."

[cameronmitchell.livejournal.com]

"Well yeah," Cameron agreed with a frown because it was sort of more than he needed to know. He grabbed some brownie fudge ice cream and took a seat. "Is there a special reason for the ice cream or are you just in a generous mood?"

[anextimeagent.livejournal.com]

"Jack," Jack replied, pointing at himself. "And yup, ice cream in the freezer. Help yourself."

[lovelylana.livejournal.com]

She poked at him teasingly. "Gee, wouldn't *that* be nice," she said. "No school at school!"