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Gaius chewed lazily, letting his mind relax into that wonderful bliss of TV-watching. He'd been on edge ever since he arrived. A little relief was badly needed.

However, it seemed he wasn't going to get it so easy. The mention of not only a white-haired guy, but a dragon yanked him back into sharp reality, making him bolt upright on the couch. "You met Zach?!" He looked at Marshall with wide-eyes. "That weirdo? What did he tell you?!"

He sat back on the couch, grabbing his fork from where it fell and grumbling moodily. "Yeah, I met him before... He was the first guy I ran into on this island, before I knew the truth. He played me for an idiot, convincing me this place was a theme park. I'd probably still be thinking that if it wasn't for Rex coming to my rescue. He ended up nailing Zach one on the jaw."

He continued to stew as he cut off another piece of meat and gnawed on it, not enjoying it as much as he usually did. His eyes were on the TV screen, but they didn't seem to really be watching Indie's adventures so much as whatever was going on inside Gaius's head.

Gaius blinked and turned to stare at Marshall. "Hitman? You being serious?" A grin tugged at his mouth. "Nah, I was kinda in construction... I did a lot of contract work, though I was trying towards being an architect." He took a bite of an apple and shrugged. "That's what got me here, actually... Just not much luck I guess."

He glanced over Marshall. He had a young face, making it difficult to guess his exact age. "So... what kind of life did you have pre-island? Did you do any kind of schooling?"

"Ah, don't worry! Lots of people've been successful without going to college," he assured Marshall, adding on a beaming grin.

"It was just required for my particular profession. If I could have, I would have liked to stay with my father, but he re-married, so I'm sure he's doing fine..." His smile lessened a couple degrees, but remained. He was determined not to sink into a fowl mood again, not on this subject. Sucking it up, he turned the subject to something more cheerful and inane. "You know, while Raiders of the Lost Arc is good and all... I think The Last Crusade is the best of the three. You just can't beat Sean Connery."

"Hey, Harrison Ford makes ancient look awesome," Gaius countered. "And Last Crusade has more plot than the other two combined. Just look at all the clues! The trials! Sheer genius, I tell you!"

It was rather ridiculous. Here they were, trapped on an island, facing the fate of being turned slowly into animal-creatures, never to see their homes again, and they were arguing over movies from the 80's. A grin cracked Gaius's face, and then a chuckle which quickly grew into a shaking laugh. "Ha HA ha ha!" He rolled back on the couch, hand going to his face. "We have to, without a doubt, be the two silliest people in this place."

It took a while for Gaius to recover himself, though random chuckles still gripped him. "Hehe... Ah, sorry. I think I just really, really needed a laugh. Things have just been so loopy the last couple days." He pushed himself back up on the couch, sparing the TV a look to see how the movie was progressing. Seemed Indie had gotten himself into a bit of a hard spot, as always. Part of him wished he was like that daring treasure hunter; A bit of brawling and some quick thinking could get him out of any spot with a little luck. Maybe he'd know what to do on this island...

A dry chuckle escaped Gaius. "Now there's a motto to live by... 'What Would Indie Do?'"

Gaius snorted and grinned, reaching hand over to threaten noogying Marshall. "Now you're just hummoring me!"

Still, it was nice to have an inane, normal conversation, no matter how ridiculous. It was like being back home in the summer, having a movie night with friends. "We should have popcorn for this," he stated out of the blue. "And sodas. Movies need sodas."