(Mac’s basement, which is a club)
Jebus: I didn’t even know this place was down here.
Mac: You didn’t?
PFf: By the way, where’s Jaque...and Senri...and caboose?
Mac: They heard about my plans, so they’re off seeing a movie.
Jebus: why wasn’t I invited...or told about all this?
Mac: (shrug) Besides, I need you to watch for cops. Disturbing the peace and all that jazz.
Tasuki: so why am I here?
Mac: You’re bartending. I’ll be busy hosting the event.
Jebus: what event?
Mac: I’m hosting a party for my friend, chris. He’s never been in town before, so I want to introduce him to some people. Y’know, maybe get him hooked up while I’m at it.
Jebus: What is it with you people and fictional characters?
Mac: I wouldn’t be complaining if i were you. Now, let’s get ready.
(that night)
Chris: So who’s going to show up?
Mac: I invited a few different people. Some of them are couples, but you’d want to meet them anyway. Besides, with me writing this story, you might just end up getting some anyway.
(enter Ryo and Dee)
Mac: Hey guys! This is Chris.
Ryo: Hi!
Dee: Hey there. ^_-
Chris: You’re my favorite writer.
(a few hours later. JFP is performing on stage)
Tasuki: Mac!
Mac: What?
Tasuki: What th’ hell’s goin on? There’s only guys here!
Mac: Yeah, and?
Tasuki: AND?! Do you mean he’s...they’re...
Doughnut: Sorry I’m late!
Tasuki: ACK! (hides under bar) Keep away!
Chris: (comming over) This party’s awsome!
Mac: See anything you like?
Chris: well, I haven’t seen the one I want.
(someone taps on his shoulder, he turns around)
Mik: Hey, I’m Mikhael.
Harl: And I’m Harley.
Chris: (looks at Mac, who is examining fingernails) Did you? (points to Mikhael and Harley)
Mac: (innocent look) Who, me? Besides, I get to hang out with the rest of them. (Skids, Cyanide, and Fox walk over)
Chris: Shame on you, you’re married.
Mac: Dude, I’m a freaking writer. Give me a break.
Chris: (is being tugged away playfully by Mikhael and Harley) You’re only getting away with this because you’re helping me.
Mac: It wouldn’t be my story if I didn’t get something out of it. Have fun, boys! (to audience) What? Can’t I hang out with hot guys?
Tasuki: (still under the bar) There’s no place like home...