My sandwich???

Ross chuckled. "I actually tried to take his Barbie away one time. I was being silly, but truth is he loves playing with her." He chuckled goofily. "Would you come home with me to play? I wouldn't mind that. In fact, I think that'd be interesting to explore." He felt a lump stuck down his throat when he saw his chest puffing up like that, but not so much as when he flashed his full bare chest at him. "I think that's hot" He placed his hand on the bulge of his muscles. "You're hot. Maybe, maybe you want to show me more?"

Ross looked suspiciously at the cup and shrugged. "What the heck. It's a party after all, right?" he said to the other guy and grabbed one of the eyeballs and quickly put it in his mouth before he changed his mind. He was surprised to find it wasn't half bad. "Oh! Yum! You were right, dude. Not so bad." He checked out what the guy was wearing. "So you're a quarterback at this school?"

The quarterback watched curiously as Ross finally ate one of the eyeballs. “Not bad at all,” he agreed. He waved a hand down his body at the e bits of uniform he was actually wearing. “I am, yeah. Pretty good at huddling and tackling, if you know what I mean.”

Ross liked the sweeten eyeball so much he actually grabbed a second one. "That's so cool. I was never that good at sports back at school, although there was that one time I tried playing rugby, and that went bad, if you know what I mean." He chuckled and looked curiously at him. "You must be really strong to do tackling and all that stuff."

Ross frowned. "Not all, but most like it when they get them" He shrugged. "But I suppose I was off on that when it comes to woman, since I've managed to get divorced three times" He looked around at how some of the people were entertaing themselves with chat, dancing, and lots of sex, no matter if they were in public view, which was odd to him. "You're from Ancient Greek? No way!" His tone changed completely when she said that. "You know what is for someone in my line of my work to get to talk to someone like you? Tell me, what was it like? Was it as huge as it looks on the books?"

"We must know very different girls," she said simply. "Three times? Yeah, that speaks a bit about you, I'd say." They continued their walk, and the conversation definitely became much more interesting as Ross became excited over who she was. "Oh yeah? I suppose I could understand your excitement. "Greece? I suppose it's pretty big. New buildings going up all the time is pretty exciting."

"You know what they say, it's always good to know different people and things!" he said, then shrugged. "If you mean I've possibly lucked out with women, then you're right!" he chuckled and put his full attention on what she was saying. "That sounds so awesome. I wa suppose to go on my honeymoon to my second wife to Greece, but that didn't happen. I'm almost tempted to ask you about the gods there, but as a scientist, I do not believe in that to begin with."

"Really? And what does excite you, if not pretty roses? All girls like roses!" He looked at the way that took to the grayeyard. "We're going to the haunted graeyard, right? What's not adventurous about that?" He looked at her and he smiled. "Someone who studies history basically, but mainly bones from ancient times, societies, cultures, that sort of stuff."

She almost threw up on the spot. "And that's all girls care about, right?" she huffed, "We all just melt and go gaga for something as simple as an overzealous weed." Meg shook her head, "It's been a long time since I've been excited about anything, wouldn't really know where to start." She nodded as he explained what he did, "Oh well, I could tell you all about ancient times," she chuckled softly, "Being Ancient Greek and all."

Ross frowned. "Not all, but most like it when they get them" He shrugged. "But I suppose I was off on that when it comes to woman, since I've managed to get divorced three times" He looked around at how some of the people were entertaing themselves with chat, dancing, and lots of sex, no matter if they were in public view, which was odd to him. "You're from Ancient Greek? No way!" His tone changed completely when she said that. "You know what is for someone in my line of my work to get to talk to someone like you? Tell me, what was it like? Was it as huge as it looks on the books?"

Ross tried the need to be cool like the rest of the people who was there, but truth was he was failing and needed to do something about that. "Fine. Let me have one, but I'm totally blame it on you if I get stomach sick!"

"No way, man, this is totally your decision," the quarterback said with a laugh. He held the cup of eyeballs out to Ross. "I've had a couple and they're sitting just fine with me."

Ross looked suspiciously at the cup and shrugged. "What the heck. It's a party after all, right?" he said to the other guy and grabbed one of the eyeballs and quickly put it in his mouth before he changed his mind. He was surprised to find it wasn't half bad. "Oh! Yum! You were right, dude. Not so bad." He checked out what the guy was wearing. "So you're a quarterback at this school?"

“Got any spots you need me to kiss better?” The nurse said in a sultry tone as she approached the individual at the edge of the dance hall, her stark, white little uniform tight and shamelessly revealing her beautiful curves and supple chest for the other to admire, just as she was admiring the one she approached. She reached out and straightened the cute, vintage little nurse hat fastened at the top of her head, her long dark hair cascading down her back, which swayed as she walked. “I’ll let you in on a secret…” The nurse leaned in and whispered hotly against their ear. “It’s all I’m actually trained to do, beyond applying bandages and some strictly non-medical, purely physical remedies I know of… But that aside, you’re in very safe hands with me around.”

Ross looked behind him to make sure that sexy nurse was walking to him, but because behind there was a wall, he knew. "Who, me? I could think of one or two spots you could make better, and you seem trained to do a lot. Wow, you're hot. Like, hot!" Ross chuckled. "You think I wouldn't be safe in someone else's hands?

Ross chuckled. "I suppose there are no rose gardens to take a walk in on this night. Hey, who knows! Maybe we could find some adventure there." He preened at being called that. "That's what I am. Like, literally. I'm a paleonthologist." They walked together out of the building and down to where the graveyard was.

"Perhaps not, though it's going to take more than flowers to excite me anyway," she said shortly, but honestly. "Adventure? What kind of adventure are you looking for?" Meg turned her head in confusion, "A what, now?"

"Really? And what does excite you, if not pretty roses? All girls like roses!" He looked at the way that took to the grayeyard. "We're going to the haunted graeyard, right? What's not adventurous about that?" He looked at her and he smiled. "Someone who studies history basically, but mainly bones from ancient times, societies, cultures, that sort of stuff."

Ross made a weird face at the other person when he held that bunch of eyeballs at him, then even more when they actually took a bite at it. "Eww, no! How can you eat that? Yuck!"

"They're delicious!" the quarterback said loudly before grabbing another eyeball and tossing it up in the air. He caught it in his mouth and grinned at the other man, the eyeball between his teeth. He chomped down. "You sure you don't want one?"

Ross tried the need to be cool like the rest of the people who was there, but truth was he was failing and needed to do something about that. "Fine. Let me have one, but I'm totally blame it on you if I get stomach sick!"

Ross stepped aside to get away from the on coming people. "Yeah, I know right? Big and with so many things to do. I saw a graveyard on the way over here" he leaned his body against the wall. "You wanna go and check that out, together I mean?"

"A grave yard?" she asked, "Is that where you take all your pretty girls?" she asked with a chuckle. "But sure, why not? Lead the way, Indiana Jones."

Ross chuckled. "I suppose there are no rose gardens to take a walk in on this night. Hey, who knows! Maybe we could find some adventure there." He preened at being called that. "That's what I am. Like, literally. I'm a paleonthologist." They walked together out of the building and down to where the graveyard was.

Ross swore he was dreaming, or thought someone had spiked the punch. A very naked, blue woman wiggled her finger at him, and he walked to where she was. "You're blue" he said as if that wasn't obvious. "But you're also hot. I'm Ross Geller."

Ross stepped aside to get away from the on coming people. "Yeah, I know right? Big and with so many things to do. I saw a graveyard on the way over here" he leaned his body against the wall. "You wanna go and check that out, together I mean?"

“Ew, eyeballs!” The quarterback held a cup of grapes disguised as eyeballs out to the person next to him, hoping to gross them out. He popped one into his mouth. “Mm, squishy!”

Ross made a weird face at the other person when he held that bunch of eyeballs at him, then even more when they actually took a bite at it. "Eww, no! How can you eat that? Yuck!"