A.J ran back into his room laughing hysterically. He closed the door and noticed Andrea had snuck back into bed. He laughed and walked over to the bed. He sat down and crawled over to her.

"Andrea, sleeping again?" he whispered.

Her only response was a soft moan as she pulled the covers over her head.

"Don’t make me go in there after you," he threatened.

"Go away!" she groaned.

He slipped into the sheets and wrapped his arms around her waist, tickling her stomach.

"ALEXANDER!!!!!" she screamed, trying to wiggle out of his grasp.

"Damnit A.J! Ain’t it a lil early in the morning for you to be screwing around?!" asked Brian from the other room.

"Not funny ‘be rockin yo house’" A.J shouted back.

"Shut up Boner!" Brian yelped.

"He’s not talking!" A.J replied. Andrea hit A.J in the head and he fell out of the bed.

"THUD," was all Brian heard from AJ’s room.

"Does that man ever stop?!?" Brian asked himself.

"Nope," replied Nick, even though Brian had been talking to himself.

"How do I always end up having to share a room with you?" Brian asked while glaring at Nick.

"Well, we’re both single and each room has two beds, so they stick us together. It’s better than being with A.J, the sex freak!" Nick explained.

"Good point," noted Brian, grabbing a Pepsi from the mini-bar.

"What time is it?" asked Brian.

"9:24, we should leave soon," Nick called to Bri from the bathroom.

"Yeah, I’ll call the others," informed Brian, while reaching for the phone. He dialed up Kevin, who called Howie, who called A.J. They all agreed to meet in five minutes in the lobby.