Talk and Circumstance
Summary: John and Rodney have a conversation. About lemons. And World of Warcraft. Tag to "The Game".
Disclaimer: Not mine. But oh, how I wish it was. Oh, how I wish.
"Ooh, she's pissed."
"Shut up, Rodney."
"Hey, I'm just saying. Has she ever given you that look before?"
"No, actually. Usually it's directed at you."
"Ha, ha. Very funny, Colonel. You know, if you'd restrained yourself—"
"Your mines were in my land."
"You sent me lemons!"
"You cheated!"
"Can we get over that?"
"Fine. You know, if you hadn't made the Colonel Carter look-alike so damn stubborn…"
"She developed naturally. I have nothing to do with her personality—"
"No, you just gave her suggestions."
"What, and Baden doesn't bear any similarities to you at all, Mr. Shoot-first-and-ask-questions-later."
"Oh, please, I would never start a war over a mine. Shut up, McKay."
"Right. Of course not. You doubled the armies for fun, I suppose."
"And you—you know, we aren't getting anywhere with this, are we?"
"Not really, no."
"Huh."
"What?"
"Nothing."
"No, really, what?"
"I just have a new respect for the geeks who play those internet games. They're addicting, aren't they?"
"Mm. You know, I hear that Lorne and Zelenka almost came to blows? Trading."
"That's a killer."
"I did offer you—"
"Beans. You offered beans, McKay. And we're over this."
"We are?"
"Yes. We are. Anyway…"
"You know, I used to play those. World of Warcraft."
"Huh?"
"You know. Don't you? Oh, please, please tell me you know what I'm talking about."
"I'm really glad I don't, actually."
"You redefine the term "'jarhead', you know that?"
"Somehow, I don't think not knowing about—what was it?"
"World of Warcraft."
"Somehow, I don't think not know about that is going to keep me up at night."
"Yeah. You know, me either. Never really got into that much. Too much fantasy."
"See? You do have some sparks of non-geek left in your soul."
"Hey!"
"That's a good thing, McKay."
"Really?"
"Yes, really."
"Oh. Thanks."
"Don't mention it."
"I won't."
"So…"
"Yeah?"
"Have you ever played the Sims?"
"No, Rodney."
"But—"
"No."
"Oh, fine. Spoilsport. Chess?"
"That, I can do."