Pizza and Beer (tags Mike, Kian, Evan, any)

[Evan Hughes]

Pretty much everything Patch had said after passing him a beer Evan didn’t understand, something about a pig. So, he guessed it was something to do with soccer, which explained his complete and utter confusion. “Patch, as worried as I am to ask you, why don’t you teach me some soccer stuff or something sometime. Starting with Hamlet, or whatever it is. Or is it a he?” he shrugged.

“She has met me, and just so you know Mikey boy, she finds me a delightful young man. At least, I think that’s what those weird looks mean. I dunno. I mean, Patch, has your mum got a thing for me maybe?” Sniggering at the look Patch gave him, Evan quickly held his arms up in mock surrender, but moved his chair back a little nonetheless. “Just kidding, just kidding. But, mums love me, when they’re not around me for more than a minute at a time. Brit’s mum seems to like me, but, yeah, I’ve gotta put on my best behaviour around her.” he admitted with a grin.

“And I could be pranking you now Mike, in fact, you could be hit by the world’s best ever prank the moment you leave here. But, I’m not gonna tell you now and wreck my fun.” Evan wouldn’t prank here anyway, not in Patch’s house. Though mainly because he hadn’t thought about it until now, and he needed time to pull off a mad prank.

“Kian! What’re you doing?! Just go and spoil it all!” Evan tried to be annoyed, well, pretend to be annoyed, but the ever present grin on his face gave him away. “I was going to try to convince him he had to shave his head, or get dreads or something. Now that would be awesome.” he enthused, at the thought of a dreadlock adorned Patch.

He had to give it to their friend though, he had a decent mind for pranks. “Hell, I’d watch the show if something like that was on there. Next time there’s auditions, you should go to the closest one and do that. It’ll crack me up. We should all try out, do something stupid. I’d be one of those real bad singers, who gets all emotional and angry when they’re knocked back. Reckon I could fake cry.”

[Patch Kimball (aka DJ Fluff)]

"Wouldn't you have to get in first," Patch was very doubtful that Kian's idea would work, though he had to admit it would be hilarious. "Don't they have some sort of ridiculous screening process first?" He probably shouldn't be admitting that he knew that, seeing as he was adamantly opposed to American Idol, but then several of the music blogs he frequented were unbiased enough to include information on reality television and the music that was produced from it. Nonetheless, he couldn't help but grin at the idea of a group prank caught on live television. That would be even better than filming videos just for youtube, and Kian was correct that the hits would be insane.

He shot Evan a dirty look at the comment about his mother. That was one of the difficult things about having friends over, enduring the comments about his mother. Sure, she was attractive, but he most certainly did not want to think about his mother that way, and he didn't want to know that anyone else did, either. "That's right...you'd better run away." He threatened, though not very seriously. He knew that Evan, at least, was only teasing, and he seemed perfectly content with Brittany, anyway.

He tried to look offended when Evan claimed not to know who Hamlett was. "Dennis Hamlett! He's took over as manager for The Chicago Fires now that Osorio's went over to The New York Red Bulls." He was confident that this was the most explanation that was needed on that subject, though he did add, "And I liked Osorio, he was good. Right, Mike?" He assumed that Mike, at least, would have some idea. It was true that football wasn't quite the same as soccer, but he was still the most likely to know.

He shook his head at the idea of Evan fake crying. "You probably could," He admitted. "But you'd be connected with that vile show forever, nobody'd ever take ya seriously as a musician again." At least, none of the people whose opinions counted would take them seriously.

[Mike Spruill]

Mike cracked up at Kain's suggestion about water guns and American Idol, "Dude I am so in on that one. I would love to play judge, jury and executioner of the judges." He smiled, "If the screening process was so good then explain how they let some of those people on the show when they sing so badly. I swear I think I have seen some of the same losers on that show since it started." Mike admitted to watching the show. He looked around the room at the guys faces, "What...Frank is like one big woman. He can't get enough of that show. He rants and raves every time it comes on." Mike said rolling his eyes and laughing.

"Evan can have you ever seen the graduate...maybe you should." Mike said with a wink. "Oh come on Patch...you can't blame Evan, he likes the cougars. Not his fault." Mike smiled and patted Patch on the back. "Be flattered man. At least its not you Evan has a thing for." Mike was aware Evan was only kidding. "Ev your secret is safe with me." He winked and laughed some more. He knew Evan was happy with Brit, even if they went to a different school. It was obvious.

"Its no use talking soccer around people who know nothing about it...they just do not get it, but I agree Patch. I know what you are talking about. Soccer is one of the best spots to watch besides football." Mike watched all kinds of sports. He was not just a football guy just because he played football. He loved Sports in general and the thrill it gave him when he watched the games.

"Who cares if anyone takes him seriously. He will go down in American Idol history." Mike said bringing it back to idol for a moment, "I vote change of subject." He smiled, "Since I admitted I watched American Idol you have my full permission to prank me Evan." He laughed.

[Kian O'Connor]

Kian grinned thinking about doing it. "I think it would be great, but I want you guys in it too... We could do America's got talent instead. They do groups so we could be on it together. The judges aren't as bad, but that one guy is freaking annoying, the one that was in the car show in the eighties, why can't people give it up when their day is over," he said and took a deep drink of his beer, beginning to feel a bit happy. "We could be the new boy band!" he giggled, finding the thought of Patch being in a boy band highly amusing. "Are you guys in?"