Elyar nods. "Yeah your probably spot on, i haven't said a word to her pretty much since we been here". Elyar then takes a big gulp of his drink.

Elyar nods in agreement. "Yeah but looks can only get you so far in this show and in life". Elyar then looks at Jayne. "Y'all Is starting to feel the booze?". He then drink more of his drink

Tessa looks around the living room and kitchen, finding nobody. "Hello?" she asks. She knew that there were still a few people that she had yet to meet, but she always seemed to miss them. She moves quietly in case anybody was already asleep, going into the kitchen for a snack.

Since early morning Jayne had been taking advantage of the pool facilities. Then,inspiration hit her like a Mack truck. She ran out of the pool and into the house. Her wet feet nearly sliding her to her fate. Frantically rummaging in the drawer She found a dry erase marker.....and oddly enough what looked to be a sex toy with Roger Ebert's signature on it. She uses the marker to write " auntie Jayne's olde tyme drunken pillow fight?" on the refrigerator door. Satisfied with her handiwork, she sits on the couch,wet was ass and all.

The distinct sound of someone hopping on the counter gets Jayne's attention. She previously was kinda zoned out and thinking about muffins. She looks over her shoulder and spots Tessa. She drapes herself over the arm of the sofa an gives her a wave . " hello hello. Launching a counter attack, I see." She brightly says. Jayne isn't a morning person,she's an all the time person.

Jayne looks up and waves to Chris. " morning,glory." she grins and picks up a pillow.

Scratch was already in the garden when everyone got up. He had heard tale of a rogue chicken that had somehow appeared in the garden. But how? Chickens can't fly, he told himself. Somehow, though, rumours were rife that a chicken was here, somehow getting over the fence as if to taunt the residents. And with food at a shortage, he would surely be the hero if he was able to catch it and roast it. In his tired state when he first arose this morning, he could have sworn he saw the promised brown plume wander past the patio doors, and he had dashed into the garden to find the chicken in question. Ever since, he had sat perched in the garden, scanning the area and waiting to see if the time was right to get them some food through enacting this murder most fowl....

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Chris started laughing too "That explains why everyone want to get you and why I have hair and wrinkles all over. So Miss Jayne how are you dealing in the house we have been here for almost a week, Are you getting Daisy withdraws?"

Chris looked back at her and smiled at tessa "Hey tessa, what's up?"

"Not a lot. I feel like a really shitty housemate, I'm pretty sure I still haven't met everybody," Tessa says back with a little laugh as she tucks her short hair behind her ears. "What about you?"

She sits down next to the two of them and crosses her legs, hearing them talk about Jayne's girlfriend and whoever is waiting for each of them in the "outside world."