It had been about an hour since John and Elizabeth had arrived at the balcony and both were now sitting down with their backs against the balcony railing, starting in on the second bottle of moonshine John had gone to get a little earlier.

"You know we probably should call it a night, we both have to get up early." Elizabeth stated, looking over at John.

"Nope, you and me officially have the day off. I already talked to Grodin and he says that nobody deserves a day off more than you, so he'd be more than willing to look after things for a day." John replied, just managing to keep from laughing out loud at the look on Elizabeth's face. It was look number 4, as John liked to call it, he'd taken to numbering the looks that only he could put on Elizabeth's face.

# Yes (Mentally pumps arms in the air) he shoots he scores. One of the top five looks, now I'm getting somewhere. #

"So basically you planned this whole thing?"

/ Why that little…I can't believe this and he thinks Rodney's the scheming little weasel. /

"Yup, I wanna see just how well you can handle this stuff." John held up the bottle of moonshine and poured some into each of their glasses. After a moment of thought John spoke again, "Ok truth or dare?"

"What?" John's question caught Elizabeth slightly off guard.

"You heard me, truth or dare."

"John look at us are we really in any state to be doing dares?"

/I don't believe this we're practically drunk off our asses already and he wants to play a child's game. /

"Ok so maybe dares are out of the question, but we can still do truth."

# Come Elizabeth I know you wanna play. There's gotta be things about me you're dying to know, cause I know there are things about you I'm dying to know. #

"I think I can live with that. So tell me what's the first thing you notice when you meet a person of the opposite sex?"

"Mmmm…the eyes?" John put on his best I'm not lying, honest look as he glanced at Elizabeth. He could tell she didn't quite believe him. "Ok so maybe it's not the eyes exactly, but more what I see in the eyes. I'm not sure how to explain it, you know what I mean?"

"I guess I can except that answer."

"Good now your turn, same question."

"That's easy their smile. What one quality do you look for most in friends?"

"Trust. I have to know I can trust the person to be there for me no matter what." # And there's no doubt I can trust you with anything. # "What's you favorite possession?"

"That I have here on Atlantis?"

"Any where."

"My car then."

# Wait a minute did she just say her car? #

At hearing this John nearly choked on the sip of moonshine he'd taken. After a moment of coughing and to get his bearings back John looked at Elizabeth with a look some where between shock and total disbelief.

"Your car, Why do I have a hard time believing that?"

/ Is it really that big of a surprise? /

"Yes my car. It's a classic 1965 Mustang that used to belong to my grandfather before he passed away."

"Nice!" The way John said this and the look on his face made Elizabeth laugh.

/ Typical mention a classic car around a guy and they start drooling. /

"If you're done drooling over a car that's in another galaxy…"

"Right sorry, continue."

"If your house were burning what 3 things would you grab?"

"Um let's see I guess photo albums, the football signed by my entire high school varsity team when we won the state championship my senior year…oh and definitely my model airplanes collection."

"Your model airplanes?"

"Yeah there's 25 years worth of 'em and I'll have you know I worked damn hard putting together each and everyone of them. Ok so answer me this if there was a giant explosion on Atlantis and only you and 2 other people of the opposite sex survived. Who would you want them to be, and why?"

"Well first I'd probably pick Carson, because it's always a good idea to have a doctor around in those types of situations. Second I'd probably pick you, because somebody would have to keep me from killing Carson after a while and you'd probably be the best person to do that."

# Yes! Score another one for me. Of all the guys she could of picked she picked me, me. Of course she picked Carson to but that's beside the point. The point is she picked me. #

The two friends sat in silence for a moment after that trying to think of more questions they could ask each other. Neither of them cared that it was getting later into the night or earlier into the morning however you want to look at it. All they cared about was sitting where they were getting to know each other better as friends.

A/N: Don't worry that's not the end I just ran out of question ideas, but I'll come up with more. If you have any question ideas you'd like to seen asked send them to me and I'll see if I can work them in.