The two men were now sleeping. Danny was lying awkwardly on his back with one leg draped over the shoulder cushion and another on the table. Rusty was lying on Danny's lap with a pillow over his head. He legs were curled up.

To anyone who would happen to see such a moment would immediately think that something "fishy" was occurring. That maybe these two men were closer than one would think but no, this is not the cause. These two men on Daniel Ocean and the other Rusty Ryan go themselves in this position by mere drunkenness of sleep. A very drunken sleep after a long night of drinking and arguing.

The sky was grey but the sun crept silently out of the mist. It was early morning as the pale moon fades. One of the men is about to wake up.

"Hmmm…." Rusty mumbled weakly.

Danny wiggled a bit but didn't mess up the positions of their bodies. He raised his hand in the air and waved it, then he placed it on Rusty's hair and started to pet it until he stopped as Rusty's hair got even messier than it already was.

"Lmmmm." Rusty once again mumbled. He started to stir but stopped and huffed out tightly.

"Take the car out. Money ain't gonna sl-ip u…up." Danny said, intently focused in his dream.

"Hmm.. burger… wit.. fries.. I mite throw it away… neva eat I do…." Rusty's drawled reply in his own dream.

"It's a slipping!"

"Uh, not that way.."

"What?"

"Uh?"

"Gre..ate. it's gonna fu-a-uh-ke."

"Drup thye chese…."

And then an abrupt knock came and instantly woke them up. Groggily Danny opened his eyes while Rusty did too but with quicker force. They looked around the room but found their friend wasn't there. And then they both felt warmth on them and under them.

The knock came again but the two were too busy on widening their eyes and looking up and down at each other and suddenly realizing their awkward fate.

"Rust?" "Dan?" they both said simultaneously. And then quicker than they ever could of thought they jumped up. Rusty was now standing halfway across the room wiping his pants and shirt as if something disgusting or a gerbil was on them. Danny on the other hand was still sitting where he sat. But he was frozen as he tried to figure out what exactly happened.

Rusty glanced quickly at the door and back to Danny. He didn't know what to do first: find out what the hell happened last night or answer the door and postpone that. Again the knock came and Danny didn't even flinch.

Sighing and rolling his eyes Rusty opened the door. In front was a scrawny man with a red and white shirt on with a cap that said Pizza Hut and the name tag said: Leroy. Rusty rubbed his eyes and looked at the teen up and down.

"What you want?" he annoyingly asked.

The teen blinked. "I have an order for three large combo pizzas. No olives, extra onions, add garlic, no sauce, beans, and a tulip. We have no beans or tulips but I did bring you some jelly ones and a sunflower that I plucked by someone's house."

He put the container of the pizza and the flower with the jelly beans and extended it to him. But Rusty waved it away.

He felt a head ache come forward and rubbed his head. "I don't remember ordering anything."

The scrawny teen blinked once again. "Um, sir, you did."

Rusty turned to Danny who was now running his fingers through his hair and looking at himself and the couch. "You order anything?" he asked.

"Nah!" was the quick answer and if Rusty was listening right he also mumbled, "What the heck happened? Rust you switch man!"

Shrugging the insulting comment off, Rusty stared at the young man. He tapped the side of the door impatiently and mumbled to himself, "Drunken plow herder!"

"What time did we um- how do I say- order these?" he then asked.

"Well it's about-" he checked his watch. "About nine o'clock so you guys ordered at two a.m. But the strange thing is that you guys ordered from the one twenty miles from here and wouldn't change your minds so I." he paused. "So I need you ta pay cuz I have another order up and it takes more than four hours to get back home."

Rusty gave him a blank look. "Right."

He checked his pockets and took random things out while searching for something to pay him with. He took out toothpicks, napkins, fake IDs, a crumpled straw, two pieces of paper that apparently held numbers (from ladies), and stuff that even Rusty didn't know he had. Each time he picked these things out, he with humor looked at them and threw them aside as if the room couldn't be any messier. But he found nothing; no credit card, no check, and no money. He appeared to be broke.

Shrugging it off he turned to Danny who was putting ice down his back and shuddering at the coolness that touched his skin. "You have any?" he asked pulling his pockets up to show that it was empty.

Danny rolled his eyes. "Do I look like I have any money?"

"I don't. You do pay for everything."

"No I don't. I only make the plans. You pay for it and do the talking. Pay."

"No thank you."

"Very well. I won't."

"Fine."

"Fine."

Pause.

"Pay for it!"

"Apparently I don't have anything to pay with!"

"Bribe the guy!"

"He can hear you!"

"Whatever el stupido."

"I am not stupid."

"You are. At least I don't get soo upset when a random person or a friend touches your so called god-like hair!"

"I do not get upset." Pause. "I have god-like hair? No I don't get riled up like a horny person."

"Do too."

"Do not."

Pause and a huff.

"You get riled up you bonzo!"

"Oh, shush."

"Just pay."

"No."

"Then I won't"

"Fine neither will I. We'll both be screwed. After all we both apparently called a guy from somewhere far and we probably owe him more money than what it should freaking cost. What we do? Drive up there and say we're sorry but the only excuse we have was that we were drunk with madness and didn't know that we were ordering three pizzas. No three large combo pizzas with whatever and what's not to be on! And a tulip and beans! What the hell is that! No, jelly beans and a freaking flower. Great just great! We definitely slept on the wrong side of the bed."

Pause. The delivery man looked back and forth between the two. He was kind of freaked out and interested in their bickering.

"C'mon Daniel."

"Rusty... c'mon!"

"Search for some under the couch."

"Why would they be under the freaking couch?"

"Just 'cuz."

Silence. The two went silent and just stared at each other. It was like a battle of wills between two very stubborn men. The delivery guy looked back and forth between them but didn't say a thing.

"Um, I need the-" he was about to finish but received a simultaneous shout, "Shut up!"

The guy nodded to himself and muttered, "You two woke up on the wrong side of the bed."

Hearing this Rusty and Danny flashed back to when they woke up and saw themselves in a ridiculous situation. Danny frowned slightly as Rusty closed his eyes and sighed.

"So we did," Rusty agreed.

Danny looked at himself and bent down on his stomach and searched under the couch. He put in his hand under and moved to the left trying to find something.

"Anything?" the delivery guy and Rusty asked at the same time. Rusty glanced at the pizza guy and back, shaking his head.

"Nada!" was the pale slightly muffled reply.

"Look under the cushions. I know one of us had a wallet." Rusty mentioned.

Now bending on his knees Daniel glared at Rusty and took out all three bottom cushions and looked around. He saw nothing until in the corner he saw a small brown leather wallet. He smiled mischievously for he recognized that it was his own wallet. He glanced to his buddy and found him with his eyes closed, his head erected to the wall. He then took out Rusty's wallet from under the couch and switched them. He put his own in under the second couch and Rusty's in his hand.

"I found one, Rust!" he called.

Out of his awkward reverie, Rusty blinked mildly and extended his hand out to Danny. "Thanks…"

"Yup," Daniel said, snickering to himself as he sat back on the couch and threw the wallet over to him.

Catching it with one hand, Rusty took out a few bills and questioned the delivery man, "How much is it?"

"Hundred and forty." Pizza Guy answered.

Daniel coughed and turned. He carefully muffled his laugh.

Rusty raised an eyebrow. "Hundred and forty. What? Why? How?"

"Because the whole order cost forty bucks and the rest is for the gas I had to use and the gas I will use for the next few hours," he answered.

Shaking his head and muttering a few curse words, Rusty looked at the bills and counted that they were exactly one hundred and forty dollars in bills of twenty. He regretfully handed it to the delivery man and in turn took the pizzas, the pack of jelly beans, and the withering flower.

"Nice serving you, sir." Pizza Guy said.

Rusty slammed the door shut and turned to Danny who was grinning from ear to ear.

"What?" he asked.

"Nothing." Danny replied.

"It's something."

"Not something or anything."

"Stop that."

"Why?"

"You covering up."

"Am not!"

"Are too!"

Danny just laughed and stood up. He walked to Rusty and placed his hand on his shoulder. "Thanks, Rust," was all he said before turning towards the desk on his left and walking to it grabs an empty bottle. He picked it up and said:

"Refill?"

Rusty didn't know what this was about as Danny walked toward the small kitchen with the bottle. He shrugged and was about to throw the wallet back to the couch until he recognized something. A familiar crease was on the leather. It was his wallet.

"I've been looking for you."

Then realizing that Danny switched the wallets he scrunched his face up as his eyes glinted with an almost deadly mischievousness.

He threw the wallet up and caught it back with his other hand.

"Hey, Daniel!"