Thumpman, apparently ticked off, pointed at the new guy. "So it looks like you don't have a name, eh? I'm gonna call you Dent from now on, at least until I get my car fixed. You can stay here if you want, but please, DO NOT touch the car."

With that, he turned around and pushed the giant trampoline into the hangar. This thing is pretty fun. Why did I even put this thing on the roof, anyways? If someone fell off when jumping on it on a rooftop...I could get sued pretty bad. Better keep it in here for now.

[OOC:]I know who HE will probably be...AND IT'S HORRIBLE! IT BURNS! It's...THE MARSHMALLOW DUDE FROM GHOSTBUSTERS! AAAUUUGH! J/K [/OOC]

[ooc] grrrr [/ooc]

Abysmal nodded to Peter as he headed out the door.
After a few minutes of motionless silence from WeiBer similar to before, Abysmal stood up and walked away. Either that's a no, or this guy missed his last dose of medication.

(OOC: is it alright if Jill knows German? She could have taken german classes in school.... Eh. She'll only know a little though. It would be no fun to have a character who can speak many different languages if everyone immediately knows what he's saying.)

Jill looked at him, "Wait... wait.... I took a few German classes before... now lemme see..." She thought through what he had said, knowing most of the words, but some of them she had to add-lib in there, "'You said.... that... the percussion boy is..........Oh..." She trailed off as she figured out the rest of it. Even though she didn't exactly know what the tranlation was, German is close enough to english that 'zu Knochen Sie versucht.' isn't that hard to figure out.

'zu Knochen Sie versucht.'

Johnny scratched his head. He'd learned a few languages during his journeys, but not German. About the most he could do was hold his hands up helplessly and ask "Sprechen sie Deutsch?"

He turned to Jill.

"What was that?"

Jill glanced over at Johnny. "Uh... You don't want to know." She waved her hand dismissively, "Anyway, we should all go inside the hanger now... It's more interesting than standing out here anyway." She said as she turned around and started heading back inside.

Johnny shrugged again. It seemed like this was getting more and more confusing.

"All right, then. Say, Jill, want a pop?"

Johnny's hand reached into his coat and produced a bottle of Coke.

'If you want Dr. Pepper, I think Thumpman has vending machines with them inside..."

He grinned. "Mmmm lets see I wonder if he understands this. Gu'e dos xuil l' terini'nestg velnarinen . Xun dos kampi'un uns'aa? And yes I am a total nerd for knowing that."

Thumpman pulled out his cell phone and made a quick call. "Hello? I need one of your technicians, ASAP...Yeah, I've got an Escalade that needs some serious body work...hmm, that's a fair price. Get it done by tomorrow morning, and I'll pay double...where? Thumpman's place, of course!...hey, thanks, man." He hung up the phone, and made another quick call.

A few minutes later, he approached his drummer and Jill. "I got some repair guys comin' soon to fix up my car. In the meantime, Johnny, come with me. As an official member of the band, you'll need to sign some paperwork. Come with me to my office..."

Matrix suddenly appeared out of nowhere.

"Oh. My. God. That was so freaky. What just happened by the way?"

While there was some vague resentment toward Thumpman for dragging him away, Johnny understood that some things had to be done.

"Sure thing, T-Man. See you around, Jill. Oh, wait. Here, catch."

He tossed the bottle of Coke to Jill, and then he was gone.