A/N: I decided to make this a little funny, and cause a little drama. So here it is.

On the road, Joanne's car, the four are listening to the radio, until Maureen hears a call on her walkie talkie. She turns down the radio and speaks into her walkie talkie.

"Can you repeat that? Over"

Collins responds from his walkie talkie. "Big Elsie, Big Elsie, James Bond is entering the Maryland State Line. Over"

Maureen speaks again. "James Bond, our Sex Machine is right behind your Eagle Eye. Over"

"Well tell Foxy Brown to pull over, Bon Jovi has to pee. Over" Mimi and Roger voices argue in the background.

Mark looks up. "Oh thank god, cause I have to go too."

Maureen sighs. "James Bond, this is Big Elsie. Stopping sounds like a plan, PumkinHead has to drain his lizard as well. Over"

"I'm sorry can you repeat that? Over" Collin asks, Mimi and Roger still arguing.

Joanne looks at the walkie talkie with confusion. "What with all the yelling in the back?"

Maureen shrugs her shoulder. "James Bond, what the hell is going on over there? Over"

"Bon Jon and the Flexi Doll are fighting about something. Can't really make out what it's about. Anyways, there's a rest stop coming up so we'll take a break. Over"

"The Sex machine is pulling in. Over." Maureen sets down her walkie talkie.

Joanne looks at Maureen as she pulls up next to Collins' car. "Are the code names really necessary? And how the hell did I get Foxy Brown?"

"Oh come Pookie, it's hilarious. And don't you remember last year, New Year, the whole Foxy Brown look you had?"

Jolene wakes up from Mark's shoulder. "Where are we?"

Joanne looks through the rear view mirror. "Maryland. We'll be at the cabin in about 2 to three hours. Depending on traffic and how many times Roger's got to take a piss."

Maureen turns around facing Jolene. "Yeah if you need to piss, I suggest you go now." Jolene grabs her jacket. Maureen turns back around and speaks into the walkie talkie again. "James Bond, Breast Milk has awakened. I repeat Breast Milk has awakened. Over"

Jolene looks at Maureen with confusion. "Breast Milk?"

Maureen looks back. "Yeah, that's your code name."

Jolene becomes even more confused. "And how in the hell did I become Breast Milk?"

Maureen shrugs her shoulders. "Well, you're the youngest, and the new comer so your fresh, like breast milk." Everyone looks at Maureen with confusion now.

"I take it you came up with that one." Joanne asks.

Maureen smiles with pride. "Indeed I did."

Twenty minutes later, Maureen and Collins are throwing fries at each other, Joanne is cleaning the food Maureen spilled in her car, Jolene is sleeping in the back seat and Mark is walking back to the cars, ahead of Mimi and Roger, who are still arguing.

"I can't believe you said that!" Mimi exclaimed.

Roger face turns red. "You took it way out of context, so this isn't my fault!"

"Oh my god! Is the excuse that you're going to use for the rest of our lives?! Well it's not going to work! I suggest coming up with a plan B Mr. Davis!"

Mark walks over Joanne's car and leans on it. "I'm glad I'm not riding with them."

Maureen looks over at Mark. "What with them anyways?"

Mark shrugs his shoulders. "I don't know, they were buying food at the store over there and next thing I know, they were arguing."

Mimi and Roger make it over to the car, still arguing and Collins walks over.

"What the hell is all this yelling about?" Collins asks, trying to solve the problem.

"He called me fat!" Mimi points at Roger.

"No I didn't. I simply said that she has gained a couple of pounds that's all."

Mimi sucks her teeth. "Yeah, but you said that while I was carrying an armful of food! In front of the cashier! I mean, first, I was too skinny, now you're calling me fat? Make up your mind!" She slides in the passenger seat.

Roger sighs and gets into the backseat. Collins looks back at Maureen, who's laughing at the whole situation.

"Oh I guess you find this fucking amusing."

Maureen points at Collins, still laughing. "You're stuck with those two for the rest of the drive down."

Collins rolls his eyes. "Whatever, tell Joanne we're ready to roll."

Mark sighs. "I'm glad I'm not riding with them."

A/N: Cute couples always have the random fights. lol. I might use the code names some other time in the story. So what'd you think? Once again, just "winging it".