Half an hour later, everyone but Mary and Nick were ready, they were still wearing their bath robes screaming at each other.
"NO! I want to wear the silver wind pants!"
"Black!"
"Silver!"
"Black! And no wind pants.. or whatever they're called!"
"Fine! Jeans, then!"
"No! I'm not wearing jeans!"
"So.. 'what' then?!"
"I'm wearing a skirt!" she told him coldly.
"Well don't expect me to!" he shot back.
"I never told you to! You don't have the legs for it!"
"Like 'you' do?" he yelled.
"Fine.. wear a skirt!"
"No!"
"We're supposed to look nice!" she threw a pair of black pants at him.
"You want me to wear 'dress' pants!? I'm playing ball after!"
"We have to match! And Brian's wearing dress pants!" she told him, pointedly.
"No dress pants!" he screamed back.
"You suck!"
"No I don't!"
"You suck AJ!"
"Shut up!"
"Then wear the pants!"
"I look shitty in dress pants!"
"I know!"
"Then why do I have to wear them!?"
"Because you suck!"
"Fine! I'll wear them!"
"No! Don't! Your ass would look too big in them!"
"No it don't"
"Yes it does!"
"I'm wearing them!"
"No! We're supposed to look 'good'!"
"I'm wearing them!"
"Fine! Whatever! Black's suppose to minimize your ass anyway!"
"I'm wearing silver ones!"
"No! You need all the minimizing you can get!"
"I'm wearing silver!"
"Fine! Wear your damn silver wind pants! I'll just go make you a wide load sign!"
"Fine! I'll wear the damn black ones!"
"No!"
"That's what you wanted!"
"I'm not gonna let you tell everyone you let me have my way so you can be Mr. Nice Guy! Wear your damn wind pants, and I'll wear a stupid silver tracksuit! There!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
Jenna came in shouting, "Shut the hell up and get dressed!"
"Nick; black pants, silver shirt," she pulled the clothes out of the closet, "Mary; black skirt, silver tank top."
"All right.." replied Mary, as she went for the washroom.
"Hey!" cried Nick, "I'm going first!"
"You'll take forever!"
"I will not!"
"Guys!" cried Jenna, "6 minutes!"
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