"Hey Jake."
"Sup bro?"
"I'm headed over to Marcy's house. We're gonna jam." Finn stuffed various recording equipment and sandwiches into his pack.
"Again?" Jake asked incredulously.
"Yeah man, we're laying down some tracks for a concept album."
"You want maybe we get Beemo and Bubblegum and do a big ol' jam session again?"
"Nah man. Its cool. Its kinda private stuff, so Marceline wants to keep it small."
Jake raised an eyebrow, "Well, if you say so bro. But you've been spending a lot of time over there lately."
"Chyeah. Its an album." Finn liked that word. "Bum." It bought a smile to his face. "Why? You gonna be okay without me?"
"Its all good man. While you're on your date with Marceline, I'll be entertaining Lady Raincorn. Maybe romance it up some," he said smoothly while giving Finn the double pistols.
"Its not a date," Finn said defensively.
"You gonna be home for dinner?" Jake asked.
"Nah, we might be at it for a while."
"Man, then that's definately a date!" Jake laughed bawdily.
"Wait, what?" it took a moment for Finn to realize what he had said, "IMEANRECORDINGHERALBUMJAKE!"
"Yeah, whatever man. If you see a tie on the door when you get back, you're gonna have to sleep in the treasure room."
"Huh?"
Jake simply winked.
"Gross!"