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Gaius grinned, "Sure!"

However, finding the matches was a bit harder than he'd assumed. Searching around in the stuff Liamh had gotten for the party, Gaius finally let out a victorious grunt as, down on all fours, he'd found it under one of the streamer rolls. "Got them!"

Standing back up, Gaius set to lighting the candles on the cake, finally waving the last of the used matches out. "So, just how old are you, Liamh?"

Liamh gave a mock salute at Lauren with the cake-server-knife-tool. "Lauren, then. It certainly is my birthday, Miss Lauren." He waved in an overly grandiose manner at the ceiling with the server. "It's the day that God looked down from the heavens as a baby was born and said, 'Heh. I made a funny.' " Liamh deadpanned. "That's my theory at least."

He gestured Seth over closer. "MY hair?" he tried to scowl, but it came out rather upturned at the corners. "What about YOUR hair? Oh, wait, it was always that messy, wasn't it. Drat." He snapped his fingers. "Well, to tell you the truth - as i told Gaius here," He gestured at Gaius. "I got a bit behind on my hair bills, and they cut me off. I knew that gambling habit was going to get me one day." He rubbed his bald - and a bit veiny - head sheepishly.

Holstering the cake server in his pocket for a moment, he bent over to examine the contents of the dvd case with awe. "Marshall! You didnt'!" He looked half wide-eyed with wonder, half with horror at the penguin-guy. ".... i've.... I've never seen it," he uttered, a bit shaken. "I mean... is it as gloriously BAD as they say it is? MAN!" He turned and gave the guy a big bearhug, regardless of personal space. "THANKS! Aw man. You'll watch it with me, huh? We can MST3K it up the wazoo.."

He straightened himself and gave a mock hair slick-back motion. "And now! There shall be cake!" He smirked and bent down to eyelevel with the large confection. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath...

And held it.

And then, with a determined look, he let out the gust of air and tried quickly to blow out all of the random handful of cafeteria-drawer candles. He grinned as the last one barely flickered out at the last dredges of his breath. "Wooo!" he coughed, taking another deep breath and glancing up at Gaius. "As of now... I'm officially twenty-four." He grinned.

"Now who wants cake!?" He cackled, stabbing deeply and messily into the frosting with the server and hacking out sizeable chunks for the consumption of the guests.

Marshall smiled, loving how...Normal this birthday was being so far. He applauded as Liamh blew out the candles, not noticing Lauren's snickering.

"Y'know it!" Marshall laughed, stepping up to get a slice.

I hope Birds can eat Cake...

Lauren wheeled even closer yet, skipping the applause and going straight for the cake. "Only way it could be better, if it was topped with crickets and maybe some meal worms!" She licked some iceing that had stuck to her lips as she took a bite, making an iceing mustache.

"Hrm, did you make a wish?" She asked Liamh.

"Heh heh, I'll have you know Ramune and Pocky is part of a perfectly balanced diet!" Marshall snickered, picking up a plastic fork, jamming it into the cake. "Ahhh...Just like mom use to make...Cake fresh from the Grocery Store bakery." Marshall chuckled as he walked by Gaius. He looked up, noticing that the side of his face was badly bruised. Had he done that with this fly-tackle?

"Uh, hey, Gaius...You alright?" Marshall asked curiously. He was acting fine, but with a shiner like that?

Gaius made a face at the idea of eating bugs. "Ugh! No thanks. That's one exotic food I won't try! Cake is just fine as it is..." With that, he stuffed a forkful in his mouth. Mmm, there was nothing like birthday cake.

He looked down at Marshall, brushing the tender lump with his hand, and smiled lopsidedly, the swollen lip sticking out a bit. "Ah, this? Just, ah, had a bad encounter with the, uh, showerhead? Slipped and fell, you see..." he lied. Lamely at that, but his encounter with Zach wasn't something he wanted to bring up. Not when he'd have to explain the scabs on the knuckles of his right hand too. Nope, better to be a good role model.

"Cake, party games, birthday wishes... Hey!" Gaius started suddenly, speaking up. "We forgot to sing 'Happy Birthday' for Liamh!"

Marshall sighed. He knew Gaius lied, since he was a terrible liar to begin with, but even then it was impossible to get a bruise like that from a shower head. But no point pressing on the topic.

"Alright...You bring it up, you gotta lead us." Marshall snickered as he elbowed Gaius playfully. Marshall couldn't carry a note in a bucket, but he wasn't sure how any one else sounded.