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"No, just incentive." Jordan grinned back. Toothily.

Candace touched his shoulder and Sylvia practically squealed when she went too. Just as Candace touched him Sylvia let out the loudest possible wail she could inside Ro's mind.

He sat up screaming, "HOLYSHITIMAWAKE!" He almost knocked the tower over without even pulling a block. "J-jesus Sylvia you are a b***h!" Meanwhile the Banshee cackled with delight.

<< Sleep less! And start pulling bricks sleepy head! >>

He groaned sadly, "She decided... to scream just as you poked me and uhh... yeah." He paused. "What did you guys draw on me...?"

Candace pulled her hand back quickly when Ro suddenly sat up screaming, blinking and just staring at him as he calmed down. That was quite the start. "It's fine. I'm sure whatever she did, she did out of love." Naturally.

At Jordan's reminder she nodded, holding her breath and very carefully pulling out two blocks she had been considering. The tower twitched after the second block but stood tall and proud.

She breathed a sigh of relief and sat back.

Roland inspected his face after Jordan passed the compact mirror he even went as far as to 'tweek' his 'mustache' with a grin. "I must say... I am one dapper fellow." he turned to Candace however and scowled, "Hardly. She did that out of amusement. You might not hear it but she's been laughing like stitchs in the side laughter in my head for that.

<< I STILL AM! >> She said before falling to another fit of giggles.

He simply waved a hand at Jordan, "You know how it is. You've heard her when you agreed to leave her and Ferros alone. She gets... excited." For a moment he sat there, frowning a bit, the laughter finally cut off and Sylvia was almost 'holding her breath' (mostly it was her trying not to laugh) in the lull he suddenly reached out moving like a cat to pluck out five more blocks.

Smug would be a good way to put the look on his face. "I do say good sir and lady. I believe this dapper gent isn't too bad at this here Jenga..."

"You still need a goatee," Jordan chuckled, and waved the capped sharpie at Ro. "Watch out, good sir."

"Your unearthly dexterity," he replied to Candace's question, the quirk of his smile telegraphing that he was joking. "I've got marker all over my face and you've only passed out once. You tell me, how is that fair?"

The next piece he removed sent the tower toppling over. The dart that stung his neck had its own opinion about fairness.

Candace sighed and rest the back of her hand against her forehead. "It's a curse I must bear. Don't be jealous, it's a terrible fate. It's a huge responsibility being the only one awake, so lonely and upsetting." She shook her head and fanned herself, feigning sadness to the point of looking to be on the verge of tears.

Or she was doing that until Jordan knocked the tower down and slumped onto the table. Again. She grinned. "Yeah, we might. I'm sure his boys will love that. He's already got stripes and a collar--what..why didn't you wait?!" Candace watched Ro slump over. Idiot!

Boys.

Well, at least now he could have that facial hair he wanted. Ro was given the Beard of Evil. As for Jordan...Jordan was harder. She supposed it was time to give him some more catlike features. She colored a triangle on his nose, added lines for teeth so the grin resembled the Cheshire cat's grin a bit more, and then managed a few stripes on his neck and along his jaw that matched what Ro had done to his arms.

The tower was standing again when both men woke up, an amused Candace sitting back comfortably in her chair and simply waiting for them.

"I heard that," Jordan said groggily. He rearranged his arm and rested his head on it. "I think maybe I'll just have a nap here. A nap sounds like a good idea."