John, George, and Ringo were having lunch in the hotel dining room together. They were joking around, and would always smile at pretty birds that passed them.
"When is Cynthia going back, John?" asked George.
"I don't know, Ringo," John answered as he took a sip of his tea. "She hasn't told me yet. She didn't even give me a single phone call. Why you ask?"
"George has a crush on Cynthia," said Ringo teasingly.
George punched Ringo on the shoulder. "No, I don't! Besides, I have Pattie," he said and then smiled meekly at Ringo and John.
"Aw, isn't it cute?" said John teasingly with his teasing grin. "George has a crush on my wife?"
"Shut up, John! I don't have a crush on your wife!" George insisted. "It was a long ago, and Ringo—you're not supposed to tell anyone about it!"
Ringo chuckled. "Oops, sorry," he said teasingly with his innocent blue eyes. John chuckled with Ringo.
George wanted to make John jealous, and he thought of two people both he and John know. He quietly grinned an evil grin, and then cleared his throat.
"Hey, John, Paul and Prudence looks very close," said George while looking at John.
"So?" John retorted while eating his food.
"I think something's going on between them," he said. "I mean, didn't you see how they looked at each other earlier this morning? And the smile that Prudence had when she was talking with him? And when she looked at you, it was different. She used to have sparkles on her eyes when she looked at you, but now she don't."
"And I should care why?" John asked while rolling his eyes.
"I don't know," said George with a shrug. "I just want you to know that something's going on between them."
"I believe that George is right, John," said Ringo and his innocent blue eyes looked at John's brown eyes. "I think that Paul and Prudence are fooling around."
"Hold on, both of you!" said John. "You two are starting to talk like girls! Gossiping like girls, and caring about other people's relationships, like Prudence!"
George shrugged his shoulders again. "Erm…why did you mention Prudence?" he asked, wanted to laugh, but he held it inside.
John looked at George with a serious look on his face. "Well, isn't it true that she's nosy?" he asked.
Ringo shook his head. "I don't think so," he said.
John groaned, and sat back on his chair. "It's very hard talking to both of you," he remarked.
"You just noticed?" said George with a chuckle.
"I swear, George, I will choke you in front of Pattie until you die," said John through his gritted teeth.
George laughed. "I'm not going to die that way," he said.
"Oh, yeah?" asked John with an eyebrow raised. "How are you going to die, then?"
George smiled kindly. "Surrounded by my family, Paul, and Ringo." He answered.
"What about me?" John asked again.
"I don't know."
"You're still annoying, George."
"I know."
"Stop knowing so much."
"I can't."
"Why?"
"Because if I don't know that much I'll be as dumb as Ringo."
"That's right," said Ringo with a nod and a smile. He glanced at George, and narrowed his eyes. "Hey!"
"You see?" George said with his eyes on John's, and his finger pointing at Ringo.