Peter giggled, watching Mohinder dial the phone.  “I can’t believe you talked me into this…”  Mohinder grumbled, listening to the phone ring.

“You’re the one that wanted to play a drinking game again.”  Peter grinned, listening in as the phone continued to ring. 

“Yeah, but I thought for sure you’d lose again.”  Mohinder sighed.  “What do I say again?”

“Just ask him if his refrigerator is running.”  Peter giggled again, taking a drink of his beer.  Mohinder rolled his eyes at him.

“I don’t see what’s so funny about tha-  Hi!  Uhm, I have a question.  Is your refrigerator running?  Oh, then you’d better go catch it.”  Mohinder stammered, slamming the receiver down. 

“I can’t believe you did that!  Nathan will be sitting there, wondering what the hell.”  Peter laughed, rolling over on his back.  He had tears running down his face.  Mohinder started laughing, shaking his head.

“Okay, who’s next?”  Mohinder smiled, starting to get into it.

“Oh, here!  Say this.”  Peter grinned, whispering into Mohinder’s ear.  Mohinder giggled, taking a drink and dialing the phone. 

“Hi, is Amanda there?  Last name Huginkiss” Mohinder snickered as Peter giggled. 

“God dammit you two!  I don’t want a man to hug and kiss!  Seriously, how old are you?”  Sylar yelled from the bedroom as the two men fell into a fit of giggles.