Forsan et haec olim meminisse iuvabit
Perhaps someday we will look back upon these things with joy
"This one's all you," Eliot hisses through his teeth, picking up his luggage.
"I told you about the tidal wave!" Hardison hisses back.
"Your character was The Boy Who Cried Wolf! You didn't use the code word for 'I'm not lying this time!'"
"But that isn't my fault, 'cos somebody else came up with that!" Hardison shoots Parker a dirty look.
The blonde glares back. "It isn't my fault nobody remembers what my favorite kind of chocolate is!"
"They're all your favorite!" both boys protest.
"What a disaster," Sophie mutters to Nate.
"At least Montserrat's funny now," he replies.
Ah, Montserrat, the Emerald Isle of the Caribbean ...