John glowered. "No. Ronon, no. Are you insane? God only knows who that site would find for me. They're probably all seventy! No!"
"You remember Bill, don't you? He was forty-three." Ronon smirked.
"What? You met Bill through GaySugarDaddyFinder.Com? You did not, you liar." John swatted Ronon's shoulder with the rolled-up newspaper they'd been reading. "You told me you met him at a bar!"
"I did. After the website sent him my number, we met at a bar. Don't you remember, he took me to Cancun? That was great. You should totally do this."
"You really--pimped yourself out on a fucking website? What if they'd matched you with Donald Trump or something? I can't believe you think this is a good idea."
"Isn't all romance pimping yourself out?" Ronon grinned. "Besides, Bill was hot and gave great head and bought me an Armani suit. You said yourself that you're having trouble making rent; I just think you should think about it."
John thought about the state of his bank account, the three weeks he'd be waiting for his paycheck, and the possibility that Ronon might have a point.
"You did WHAT?" Rodney full-out screamed, the sound echoing off the lab walls. His face was bright red and his hands were flailing in every direction.
Radek smiled. "I thought you would be less of an overbearing harridan if you had a boyfriend. So I signed you up for a dating website."
"You signed me up for Gay Sugar Daddy Finders! That is not a dating website! That is a trashy, horrifying capitalist-pig slut-finding website! I'm not a sugar daddy, and I don't want one!"
Rodney stopped to catch his breath, and Radek broke back in. "You make plenty of money: twice what I make, as you are always telling me. You can afford to treat someone well."
Rodney continued gesturing furiously. "You think I'd want someone that I essentially had to PAY to keep? That's prostitution! I can't believe you! And why couldn't I be the one to get a sugar daddy? You don't think I'm attractive enough? I'll have you know--"
"No, I thought the promise of financial benefit was the only way you'd find someone in the first place," Radek answered, his eyebrow raised.
Rodney's hands stilled and dropped, as did his jaw. Radek enjoyed the long, peaceful silence--almost ten full seconds!--as Rodney absorbed this statement.
"I suppose there's no harm in seeing who they send me," Rodney said, and from then on he pretended that the idea had been his in the first place. He did, however, always refer only to "a dating website," never referring to the site by name.
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Date: 2006-12-31 04:31 am (UTC)--off the cuff.
Date: 2006-12-31 01:27 am (UTC)"You remember Bill, don't you? He was forty-three." Ronon smirked.
"What? You met Bill through GaySugarDaddyFinder.Com? You did not, you liar." John swatted Ronon's shoulder with the rolled-up newspaper they'd been reading. "You told me you met him at a bar!"
"I did. After the website sent him my number, we met at a bar. Don't you remember, he took me to Cancun? That was great. You should totally do this."
"You really--pimped yourself out on a fucking website? What if they'd matched you with Donald Trump or something? I can't believe you think this is a good idea."
"Isn't all romance pimping yourself out?" Ronon grinned. "Besides, Bill was hot and gave great head and bought me an Armani suit. You said yourself that you're having trouble making rent; I just think you should think about it."
John thought about the state of his bank account, the three weeks he'd be waiting for his paycheck, and the possibility that Ronon might have a point.
SOMEONE ELSE'S TURN NOW.
Re: --off the cuff.
Date: 2006-12-31 04:33 am (UTC)oh dear, i may possibly have come up with more.
Date: 2006-12-31 04:48 am (UTC)Radek smiled. "I thought you would be less of an overbearing harridan if you had a boyfriend. So I signed you up for a dating website."
"You signed me up for Gay Sugar Daddy Finders! That is not a dating website! That is a trashy, horrifying capitalist-pig slut-finding website! I'm not a sugar daddy, and I don't want one!"
Rodney stopped to catch his breath, and Radek broke back in. "You make plenty of money: twice what I make, as you are always telling me. You can afford to treat someone well."
Rodney continued gesturing furiously. "You think I'd want someone that I essentially had to PAY to keep? That's prostitution! I can't believe you! And why couldn't I be the one to get a sugar daddy? You don't think I'm attractive enough? I'll have you know--"
"No, I thought the promise of financial benefit was the only way you'd find someone in the first place," Radek answered, his eyebrow raised.
Rodney's hands stilled and dropped, as did his jaw. Radek enjoyed the long, peaceful silence--almost ten full seconds!--as Rodney absorbed this statement.
"I suppose there's no harm in seeing who they send me," Rodney said, and from then on he pretended that the idea had been his in the first place. He did, however, always refer only to "a dating website," never referring to the site by name.
Radek was fine with that.
Re: oh dear, i may possibly have come up with more.
Date: 2006-12-31 10:48 am (UTC)that is all. Best.Idea.EVER :D
Re: oh dear, i may possibly have come up with more.
Date: 2006-12-31 11:29 am (UTC)Re: oh dear, i may possibly have come up with more.
Date: 2007-01-01 02:52 pm (UTC)Re: oh dear, i may possibly have come up with more.
Date: 2007-01-03 02:50 am (UTC)