(Scene: The throne room, next morning. Jo is awake and dressed this time. Gabriel comes out of Jareth's room, wearing an almost-knee-length blue t-shirt and a pink sock. Her glasses are slipping. She's yawning. Stumbling over, she leans against one of the arms of the throne, and Jo gives her a Look. Blinking, Gabriel peers at her.)
Gabriel: Uh? What?
Jo: You're lucky.
Gabriel: Why?
Jo: You sleep in his room.
Gabriel: But you like sleeping on the throne! Besides, I don't think you'd want to share with him. He kicks like anything and talks in his sleep. And when he's dreaming, sometimes he chews on people's ears.
(Jo looks Gabriel up and down, noting that her legs are heavily bruised and that her ears are bright red, with tooth marks. She raises an eyebrow and smirks at Gabriel.)
Jo: So, what were you doing last night?
Gabriel: (embarrassed, quickly) It was cold! He has more covers than me, and his mattress is warmer! Besides, it's been proven that the quickest way to warm up is to get near another warm body.
Jo: (not convinced) It was not cold. It was nippy.
Gabriel: You're a mutant. You don't count.
(Jareth walks out of his room, looking half-asleep and more rumpled than usual. He has a bruise on his chin. He walks over to the throne and motions to Gabriel and Jo that it's time for a heavily caffeinated breakfast.)
Gabriel: (following Jareth to the dining room) You talk in your sleep, Jareth.
Jareth: I know. So do you.
(Gabriel blushes.)
(Scene: The throne room, later in the day. Gabriel is seated on Jareth's lap on the throne. Jo is bouncing around the room, little more than a blur. She zooms out.)
Gabriel: Too much caffeine.
Jareth: I noticed.
Gabriel: Uh? What?
Jo: You're lucky.
Gabriel: Why?
Jo: You sleep in his room.
Gabriel: But you like sleeping on the throne! Besides, I don't think you'd want to share with him. He kicks like anything and talks in his sleep. And when he's dreaming, sometimes he chews on people's ears.
(Jo looks Gabriel up and down, noting that her legs are heavily bruised and that her ears are bright red, with tooth marks. She raises an eyebrow and smirks at Gabriel.)
Jo: So, what were you doing last night?
Gabriel: (embarrassed, quickly) It was cold! He has more covers than me, and his mattress is warmer! Besides, it's been proven that the quickest way to warm up is to get near another warm body.
Jo: (not convinced) It was not cold. It was nippy.
Gabriel: You're a mutant. You don't count.
(Jareth walks out of his room, looking half-asleep and more rumpled than usual. He has a bruise on his chin. He walks over to the throne and motions to Gabriel and Jo that it's time for a heavily caffeinated breakfast.)
Gabriel: (following Jareth to the dining room) You talk in your sleep, Jareth.
Jareth: I know. So do you.
(Gabriel blushes.)
(Scene: The throne room, later in the day. Gabriel is seated on Jareth's lap on the throne. Jo is bouncing around the room, little more than a blur. She zooms out.)
Gabriel: Too much caffeine.
Jareth: I noticed.