Ben grinned at his best friend of nearly seven years as he stood in the Sawyers' oh so familiar kitchen. The poor boy looked utterly confused, as if he didn't know what the hell was going on. Then again, Billy quite often looked like that. Ben would know, having spent a good deal of time with the other boy over the years.

"So Billy," Ben piped up from somewhere near the back of the room, giving his friend a cheerful wave. "I've been hearing some weird things about you and your relationship with ol' McGonnie. So tell us: what exactly is going on between you two?" he asked, his lips twisted into a sly smirk.