Ronon, dressed in his usual garb that looked more like tattered rags than protective gear, had split off from Sheppard on a quest to find blue jello. Ronon had only ever had blue jello in the cafeteria on Atlantis, but they were on earth. Everything was available on earth, if you knew where to look. Ronon didn't know where to look for blue jello, but that wasn't going to hinder his quest to find it. He'd just look everywhere until he looked in the right place. How hard could it be? Earth was relatively simple, in Ronon's mind. It shouldn't be too difficult to find something as mundane as blue jello.
He ignored most people he encountered, but he'd been at his quest for a while now with absolutely no success. No leads, what so ever. He was starting to get frustrated. And a frustrated Ronon was an angry, trigger happy Ronon. Sheppard had insisted he put his gun on the stun setting, and conceal it. Last thing he needed was to get picked up for carrying a weapon. Or to have that weapon confiscated.
Ronon wasn't sure he liked earth too much.
"You," he said to Scorpius, chosen at random just because he was nearby. "Where do I find blue jello?" Ronon asked, his tone authoritative and demanding.