"Yeah, and we're not supposed to leave the grounds either, for our own safety and all that." Bobby wrinkled his nose. There had been many times over the last few days, well, since he got out of the med lab, actually, that he did just want to play hookie and go do something fun. But unfortunately he seemed to be rather lacking in people to do that with.
What with the awkwardness between himself and John (and John's booty call) and such (there he was, thinking about the booty call again, he really needed to stop doing that).
"Then I guess we got a while to wait," he threw back light-heartedly, watching as John stretched his arms up behind the couch and had to avert his eyes again. Apparently, he had a serious problem. He wasn't much amused by this whole thing.
He shrugged. "I guess so," he murmured, taking the time that John was otherwise occupied to take a good look at his best friend. It wasn't that had didn't know John was attractive, because he did, he'd just never thought about... doing anything with him before. Apparently it wasn't that much of a mental jump to make. Bobby didn't know quite how to deal with that. "I think she's not allowed to talk about what we tell her."