( With a Little Help From My Friends )

I... can't fucking argue.

... what the SHIT is this?

( Roger and Ali have an interesting chat. )

... what the fuck?

( Quiz Thing. )

Roger was sprawled on one of the beds in the cabin and he and Mark shared, idily playing his guitar. Being on a boat in the middle of nowhere was crazy shit, but he couldn't really complain. Here, he could simply just be.

Who's got the best ass below 14th street?

Mark That's right, I do!