Vince: Tsh...Jayne? She's over there--*waves his arm toward the other side of the Rest Room*--with her "boyfriend"! Pff! Whatever!
Correl: Vince, do not be harsh. She only asked you a question.
Vince(muttering): ...can't write a poem....sure I can....anyone can write a poem.....tsh....she's crazy, she doesn't know what she's talking about...pfff...stupid girl.... "oh, now I like Mr. Perfect Poet Guy"....pfff!....whatever....he probably can't write a poem either....
Correl: *Sighs, shakes his head disapprovingly.* Vince, you don't need to be jealous of Red Muse. He cannot replace you. You hold a special place in Jayne's heart as her best friend.
Vince: You're not even supposed to like sligs!
Correl: But I can't stand to watch you make a fool of yourself either. Don't let your pride get to you. Let it go.
Vince: *turns around and sits down, ignoring Correl and Ammy and everyone.*
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Jayne: J-Ja-who? Oh, him. Ha! Me? *blushes profusely and begins wringing her hands and digging her toes at the floor* Hoo, no. Not him. Afraid? No. *her eyes flitter across the room from one object to another frantically*
Jayne: *clears her throat* But um, um, ah, ummmm....SONGS! Do you write songs? I bet you're great! Sing me one, hmm? C'mon, c'mon, 'cmon!! *waits impatiently, her brow dampening as she flashes her glance periodically back to Jammer*
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Vince: *hears Jayne making excuses to RM* (Tsh...don't waste your time, Muse! She's a nutcase....a real nutcase....says I can't write poems...bah!....I can write....I can be charming, and-and heroic and....and everything else this-this...poet-thing is!)
Smudge: *sees RM and Jayne sitting alone talking, snickers* (He's as pathetic as old #7 was with that other mud! What is it with mud-lovers?! Odd! I wouldn't let one of those stupid muds touch me!)
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