MGM still owns SGA. I do not.
Last one. 300 words.
Summer of 69 is owned by Bryan Adams. American Woman is owned by The Guess Who.
"This is ridiculous!" complained Jennifer.
"It is," agreed Rodney from behind her.
She turned away from the mirror and faced him, her eyes in full kicked puppy dog mode.
Rodney started shaking his head before she could utter the sweet nothings she had lined up. "Forget it."
"But…"
He crossed his arms and nodded towards the mirror.
She sighed and turned back to finish her makeup job. "This is so much more than what I asked you to do."
"'Dared' me to do," he clarified, "and yes it is. I figure the dare should be proportionate to one's willingness to play. I didn't want to play so my dare was simple- relatively speaking. Me, of all people, singing 'God Bless America'- of all things, wasn't simple…"
Jennifer paused her work just long enough to roll her eyes.
"…but you! You are a willing participant and as such your dare should reflect that."
She glared at his reflection, seriously tempted to tell him how complex her feelings towards him were at that moment. Instead she gave up and finished her work.
She turned around and let him inspect the giant, red Maple Leaf covering her entire face. He studied her and nodded. A moment later they were heading towards the Mess.
"Go a little crazy with the makeup this morning, Doc?" asked Sheppard when they approached him.
She immediately broke into the chorus of Summer of 69.
"Whenever someone comments on her face she has to sing the chorus of a song by a Canadian artist," explained Rodney. "Just look at the job she did with her makeup."
Jennifer grimaced and sang the chorus of American Woman.
When she was done Sheppard looked at Rodney with blatant admiration. "Well played, Rodney."
Jennifer would never admit it, but she had to agree.
