John whistles, hapless and fancy-free, unworried, optimistic as ever, as Talikaa peers around the door of his quarters. He's playing with a slinky, tossing it out and back like a yo-yo. "Hey! Hey, how you doing?" He invites her in, apologizing for the mess. He starts half-heartedly picking things up. "Chocolate? Fresh from Earth." Like I said, I always hate this John; I'm glad the show realizes it's enough of an aberration, this Goofy John persona. Talikaa shakes her head wildly and steps back. "Don't be afraid! Come on in, we're friends!" He sits down, becoming smaller and less imposing. She comes in slowly, hands behind her back, shy and hesitant: "For sex?" He laughs, like that's not a huge red flag, and talks about the chocolate in his mouth: "No, no. That's a different kind of friend. A special friend." They laugh together; it's not really that funny. This is the John that finds everything funny. She finally sits and he nods at her. "A special friend. Like you and Aeryn." He cocks her head at her, taken aback, a little hurt, then retreats to his shell. "Chiana, right?" He grins stupidly. She nods. "But I can see it for myself. Anyone can. You are hers, and she is yours. Or am I wrong?" Monstervision as he keeps the act going, bobbling his head around and smiling: "No, you're right! You're absolutely right." He looks away and their smiles both fall; when he looks back to see her staring, they both burst into laughter verging on the hysterical. Everything's fine.