Johnny knew no one could resist Duran Duran, they were almost as amazing as Journey. He heard Spike join in and was glad the other boy had a sense of humor to him. Finishing quickly, Johnny turned the water off and grabbed a towel, drying himself off before pulling on his pajama pants (commando, of course) and brushing his teeth, pleased when he looked in the mirror and saw a freshly clean reflection. Some Weres might enjoy rolling around in only the Moon knew what but Johnny preferred to be freshly groomed and looking his best. Drying off his hair, Johnny grabbed his brush and opened the door, going back into his shared room with Spike and shooting the other boy a triumphant smirk. "You wanted lots of cold water, right?" He teased and sat down onto his bed, tossing his towel onto the foot of the bed and running the brush through his hair, trying not to wince too much when he found a knot.