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    There is a guy sitting in a booth with a notebook as he looks around, and then his eyebrows go together slowly. This was not the little cafe he thought he had walked into. He was thirsty, and had just ordered a sparkling water. Now, he takes it in. He has to admit the Romans know how to pick a place to eat. He may never leave.

    Commentary thinks you should come make fun of his hair...And that this EP is open FOREVER.

[Tiny tag: Jameson Rook who thinks he's Joey Buchanan from ONTL via IMDBflu]

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Bill is coming back from lunch and headed into the station when the door brings him into Milliways instead.

At that exact moment the straw he's sucking on makes that gurgly-slurpy sound that signals the cup he's drinking from has run dry. Shaking the styrofoam in his hand, Bill decides he could use a refill and starts heading for the counter.

The guy sitting in a booth along the way stops Bill in his tracks.

There's staring, and then more staring, and then some horrified staring after that.

Bill isn't really that shocked to see another lookalike around, no, what he's more shocked about is what the lookalike looks like.

"What're you-- seriously?"

If Bill thinks he's in shock he should see the feelings of the guy sitting there. They are likely all over his face.

"What who are you?"

"Who are you?" Bill asks, then decides the more important thing here is, "What the hell is goin' on with your hair?"

Seriously.

"I am Joey, Who are you and why do you look like me only OLD?!"

Cheeky little bastard. "What is wrong with my hair?"

Oh, he did Not...

"OLD?"

Bill straightens up, jaw set and hands gripping his gun belt to adjust it in major irritation.

"I ain't old. An' your hair looks like you're tryin' t'pull off some lame-ass... Fabio or somethin'."

Fabio being the only guy with long girly hair that Bill can think of.

He looks at him and then raises an eyebrow. Blinking slowly.

"Yeah, You're Older then I am. Fabio why would I want to look that that freak show he's got nothing better to do then pose nude."

He tosses his hair back be jealous Bill be Jealous.

"I-- how should-- "

He watches the hair flip and gives the guy a pointed look.

"You tell me."

Because the hair toss totally screams Fabio.

"I am not Fabio."

It also seems his fever has broken a little but but it doesn't help that this is Rook from college.

So even if he realizes hes not Joey, it's not gonna help

"No, you're just tryin' t'look like him."

Which, in general Bill wouldn't have a problem with, but this guy looking like him trying to look like Fabio just isn't going to work.

"Listen, Joey, I'm just tryin' t'help by lettin' you know that, that hair, with the face you got, doesn't work. Like, at all."

So please stop now.

"Look, sir. I just I can't change my face and if you have hair this good it's a shame to waste it."

Joey/Jamie is not amused with this guy trying to tell him how he can and can't wear his hair.

Bill feels a little ashamed now for trying to tell the guy how to look, but that hairstyle, it's awful.

"When an' where you from?"

Maybe that'll help Bill deal with it. Different place and time periods might allow Bill to excuse the ridiculous.

"I live in Llanview Pennsylvania, although I'm currently living in Rome. In the year 1994."

He said softly and doesn't look at snark this time.

Commentary thinks this (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=unMCzy1qP8k) is a must see

"Rome. So, Italy. Is that what's wrong with your voice?"

Far be it for Bill to make fun of an accent, but this guy's is terrible.

"Why are you dissing me so bad man what did I ever do to you?"

He looks at him and pouts

That brings Bill up short, and he suddenly feels like an ass.

"I-- "

Putting on a guilty and apologetic expression, he shakes his head.

"M'sorry. I just-- you're a lot different then the other lookalikes that I've met."

that perks up the kid.

"Really there are others? That looks like me. Well you too then."

"There's a few." He nods. "From different places an' all. I'm from South Carolina."

"Okay, that's cool. I wonder if I can meet them?"

"Haven't seen Mal in a long time, an' I've never met Rick Castle, but there's a guy named Jamie who's been about. He's a nice guy, great for some laughs."

"That's cool. wow that's a lot of people that look like you, and me. This is confusing me."

If only they had could meet Hammer.

Bill shrugs.

"You get kinda used to it, I guess. It's weird, but so is everything else about this place."

"okay thanks. It's really nice to meet you Bill."

"Nice t'meet you," Bill gives a nod, still feeling guilty, but at least the guy isn't holding a grudge.

"Did you need the place explained or anything? I've been comin' a long while and could help you out."

"That would be great thanks. And I'm sorry for calling you old. I know that the hair thing is just a difference in time thing. It could be worse like a Mullet."

Bill makes a face.

"Yeah, a mullet would definitely be worse."

Pulling out a nearby chair, he sits and tries to explain things, starting with the rules, and ending (as always) with a warning about the bunnies.

"I know it sounds crazy, but those damn things are evil."

"I trust you I've seen Night Of The Lepus"

He smiles slowly.

Bill almost mentions how they explode, but decides this guy can wait until the movie comes out.

"Yeah. Well, that's pretty much it. Bar lets you run a tab, an' there are rooms upstairs if you need one. Place is pretty great, even with all the crazy."

"I get the crazy. I met you and that is out of this world."

"Universe," Bill corrects with a short laugh.

"If you got any other questions or need anything just lemme know. There's also plenty of other folks about who're willin' to help with whatever."

"I dont think so. thank you for the help."

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