That Snarky Episode (which is actually every episode)

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde is at the bar, in his Stones shirt and jeans, looking over a mess of eight-tracks and cassettes. His boot is tapping to some invisible beat, and he's smoking. The snark implied in the title has not yet happened, but rest assured it will if you join his thread.

And if that's not a sell, I don't know what is.

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[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim will risk the snark.*

Eight tracks? Wow are you behind the times.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde takes a drag, not looking up, mostly because that's part of the snark effect.

"Yeah, it's amazing what happens when you're actually from a time where they still make eight tracks."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim nods.*

Sucks, don't it? You want me to get you a cd player and some cd's? Maybe the latest Ozzy Osbourne, Alice Cooper, etc?

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, that'd be super." That's sarcasm. Hyde looks up and gives Tim a disbelieving look. "I don't care."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

*Tim raises an eyebrow.*

What, you don't want all the good music befoe it becomes good? I mean, in your position, i'd be all over shit like that, and of course, knowledge that can be used to make me money....

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde continues to look disbelieving.

"Hunter, man, why do you keep offering me stuff? It's getting creepy."

[timsbooks.livejournal.com]

Honest truth? I'm bored.

*Tim shrugs.*

I work for the bar, but when theres no fighting, i have nothing to do. So i try and help people.Make a difference.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*Penny walks over and looks very adoringly at the mess of tapes and 8 tracks. She doesn't look up when she speaks*

I see you brought friends with you tonight.

*she wasn't being snarky *

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

"Best friends I got," Hyde returns without looking up. "Now if only I can figure out which ones are Kelso's, so I can deny it when he asks me if I've seen them."

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

*she laughs still looking at the tapes*

Well, if you are gonna deny having em does it really matter which ones are his?

You know, i think we have some of the same friends. Who knew?

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

"Yeah, he probably made out with you behind the gym," Hyde mutters. Although he finally looks up for long enough to show her one of the eight tracks: Fool for the City by Foghat, which didn't come out 'til 1975, so she wouldn't know it. "Now this one's Kelso's." He laughs wickedly, sticking out his tongue.

[moroccofor1year.livejournal.com]

I was trying to help you out actually but if you wanna be a dipshit that's fine with me.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde raises an eyebrow. "How were you helping me out, man? I can rationalize plenty all by myself."

It's snarky, but his tone isn't really mean. It's rather even, in fact.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

Upon reaching Hyde's spot, the disoriented explorer (http://www.livejournal.com/community/milliways_bar/2492194.html) just stumbles into him, more by luck than good judgment, and spills his nuts all over the unsuspecting boy's lap.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde throws up his hands. "Indy, man! I don't want your nuts in my lap!"

Yeah, I think that was intentional.

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Argh... my precious nuts," he wails. "Sorreeeeee!"

He bends over in concentration and starts picking the errant nuts out of Hyde's lap with less than sober precision. "Want some?" he inquires politely. "They're cashews... my favorite... after sex."

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde stares at Indy's hand for a long moment before batting it away.

"I don't want your hand on your nuts in my lap, either!"

Smirking to himself, he starts to brush them off...and into his own hand. Waste not, want not.

[lorelaivictoria.livejournal.com]

All this nutty talk produces a Lorelai, wearing a tight blue t-shirt that says "Would" and even tighter jeans. She kisses her boyfriend happily on the cheek and smirks at Hyde.

"Hey, Boys."

[henry-jones-jr.livejournal.com]

"Honeyyyyyy!" Indy shouts happily, instantly forgetting the nut recovery exercise and pouncing on her after the first kiss. He hugs her firmly, lifting her off her feet a little as he attempts to give her a kiss of his own.

Indy's aim is off and his lips meet with her jaw line, as do his front teeth. He pulls back rubbing at them. "Owww! Your lips got soldifinied since last night. How d'you do that?" he pouts.

[shadythief.livejournal.com]

Shadow's at the bar again.

She'd sleep there if she could.

"What in Fortune's name are those?" she asks, sliding over a few stools.

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde smiles up at her. "Shady, man. These are tapes-" He holds up a cassette of Marvin Gaye's Let's Get It On. "-and these are eight tracks." And he holds up an eight track of Alice Cooper's School's Out. "They're technology for recorded music. Or something like that."

[shadythief.livejournal.com]

She studies Let's Get It On for a moment with obvious amusement - and interest - before picking it up and examining it.

"This thing contains music?"

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde nods. "Yep. That particular one contains Kelso's booty-snatching music. You might wanna be careful with it."

[shadythief.livejournal.com]

She sets it down and smirks. "Your friend snatches as well as you?"

[andmisterhyde.livejournal.com]

Hyde takes a quick drag off his cigarette.

"Kelso tries, man, but he doesn't always succeed."