Marie just smiled. "Hey, girls!" she yelled. "How would you like a pair of Tommy Hilfiger trunks worn by Nick Carter?!"
"Nobody really heard you, right?" asked Nick in a worried voice. "C’mon! These fish look like they're ready to nibble on the first thing they see and I don't like what they're looking at!"
"Oh, look!" she said to Howie. "Look at all those girls swimming over!" he said as if they were coming from the other side of the boat that Nick was on.
"There's gotta be, like, at least twenty of them coming over!" said Lindsay.
"You're not serious, are you?" asked Nick.
Marie turned to him. "Come on the boat and see." All she got was an irritated look. "Oh, fine. Here." She threw him his trunks. "No one's coming. We're too far away for them to hear us."
Nick put his trunks on and got on the boat. He sat with his arms crossed, avoiding eye contact with anyone.
"It was just a joke," said Howie. "C’mon, Nick. Talk to us."
Nick just sat there.
"You're not gonna be like this all day, are you?" asked Marie. "Don't be like this."
"Yeah, we're really sorry," added Lindsay.
Nick did nothing.
"Fine. Be that way," said Marie, irritated.
Everyone stood staring at Nick, hoping he'd talk. He looked at them with a cold expression on his face. It kinda scared them, but it soon transformed into a devilish grin.
Marie was confused. "Huh?"
"I forgive you," said Nick as he shoved everyone off the boat, into the water.
"Why you little fart knocker!" said his girlfriend. "Good thing you didn't have that bug up your ass like I thought you did."
Nick laughed. "It be a Millennium bug!"
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