Punishment..lunch?

"Dean...if you dont shut up very soon i plan to rip open your helmet and do foul and unholly things to your corpse..""Pardon?""I said....MP's looking for a new room mate...I nominated you..."
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"What I just don't get is why you're using your toothbrush."
"Because Alotta gave it to me, fool!" said Phil, as he feebly applied some paint to the scoop.
"Yes, I was given my toothbrush too. I'm not using it."
"But.." said Phil
"Ah, who's stupid now? These things come with a roller attachment, just pull it out the back like so."
Phil did so, and felt very stupid.
"You see, when you're on paint duty every single week you tend to learn these things." said Dean.
"You are excused from MP Duty. For now." said Phil, getting back to work with his paint roller.
"More importantly..." started Dean, "Where is everybody?"
Phil stopped painting. And looked at Dean. Dean looked at Phil.
"LUNCH!"
 
Dean "LUNCH!" Thomas
<OOC: Sorry, it's rubbish, but, well, you know the usual excuses :)>