"It is not!" he argued. "I am not the ridiculous party here," he said smirking. "There is nothing wrong with hippies so long as they are being productive members of society. The Beatles, for instance, were incredibly productive as hippies. Your friend Pear though, he is not a productive member of society," he teased.

"The only way in hell I would ever dance at one of these things is if you were out there dancing too," he challenged. He didn't think Faith would actually go out and start dancing, there was such a slim chance he was willing to take it.

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"You know his name is Apple" Faith sighed, not quite believing she was sticking up for that jerk off. She was about to say they weren't friends, but she supposed they actually were. Good friends, even? God, when had her life got that pathetic. Friends with hippies was the last straw.

"I don't dance" Faith snorted, crossing her arms firmly. "You can ask my sisters to dance, it'd be the same except I wouldn't experience the excruciating embarrassment first hand."

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He grinned. Of course he knew the jerk-wads name was Apple, he just liked to teased. "I also know that he is not in any way bettering the world."

"I do not dance either," he said firmly, almost as if proving a point. "So there is so little a reason we should be here. Let us go back to the room and watch a gory movie," he brightened. At the suggestion that he dance with Charity or Hope he made a face of disgust. "Why on Earth would I want to dance with Hope or Chastity? They would get make up all over me and it would be awkward. Really awkward," he wrinkled his nose in distaste.

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