Re: John and Nate
Nate had turned up to say happy birthday to John, deciding that the more time spent outside the hotel, the better. Even though the weed Brian had scored had been pretty freaking awesome and he'd had a better time at the club when there were no arrivals to see what he was up to, he liked the company of the people who were here.
They were all just normal. In their weird agent-like ways.
He chuckled when he saw John tucking into various cakes and sat down. "You've got cake on your cheek, man- Just," He reached up to brush a few crumbs off. "There. Got it."
"So happy birthday, I guess. You having a good time? What's with all the cake?" Nate asked, looking at the one plate with the stacked pieces of cake.