Room 238, Saturday afternoon

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Aeryn's had a bad week, what with the Vader fight, seeing Luke off, and dealing with John's poor brain. She might still be housing some frustration because when she finally comes back to the room after being out for a while, there's two inches less of her hair, because she had to take it out on something.

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And John would be in the shower, singing. Loud.

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If he's singing, he's probably doing okay, so Aeryn's fine with listening. She takes a seat on the couch, trying to see if she can recognize the words.

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He's actually singing the Oscar Mayer weiner song. Where that came from, no one could guess.

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Which of course she doesn't recognize, so she's now frowning in the direction of the bathroom and wondering if it's not a translator microbe frell-up.

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The singing stops and the door opens. John clomps out, dripping wet.

"Crap!" He jumps nearly a foot in the air when he sees her and manages to clutch the towel that's around his waist.

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"Hello to you, too," she greets him, smiling a little.

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"I didn't know you were back," he says, keeping one hand clutched tightly to the towel.

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"Just got in," she says. "I was listening to the show."

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"What show?" He peers over towards the tv.

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She smiles. "Yours."

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"My..." He pauses. "Oh, the singing. I didn't think anyone was home."

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"Interesting song choice."

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"It's an Earth thing," he explains, shaking his wet hair out.

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"Must not be a very popular one, if I haven't heard of it in the last year and a half," she says.

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"It's a John thing then," he corrects, smiling.

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"That might concern me more, actually..."

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That's when John notices her hair. "What...?"

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"What?" she asks back, not sure what he's saying.

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"You got a haircut," he says, staring.

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Aeryn shrugs a little. "It's been a while. It was mostly dead ends."

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He frowns. "They took a lot of it off."

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"Just a couple inches," she says.

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"I would've gone with you," he says.

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"It was an impromptu decision," she says. "I hadn't been planning on going. I just did."

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"Oh." He blinks. "It looks nice."