Spartacus rubbed his leg as he set still on the floor. "Ahhh, omg.. ahh.. my leg.. owwww..." He kept repeating over and over again as a black welpt began to rise on his shin. 

"Sal do you see.. ahhh omg my leg oww..." He watched as Sal ready the gun again and took aim. He looked over and saw the massive salami that he had taken a bite out of and he grasped it. Standing up he said. "FOR SPARTA!" He flung it with all his might and watched it bounce off Sal's head. 

Lucky was pushed back as the salami hit him in the head. The gun went off and when he saw where the shot landed he noticed that Donny was hit in the ass... 

Lucky started laughing Hysterically before picking the salami up and flinging it back at Spartacus hitting him in the face. 

Isabella crawled out of the fray and made her way back to the table.  Pulling herself up she raced into the kitchen and came back with a large bowl of jello.  Taking handfuls of it she lobbed it at all three people on the floor.  "HEY DONNY!  CALL ME A COMMIE?!? WELL... I'LL GIVE YOU SOME FRUIT FLAVORED ICE-COLD SOCIALISM!  JELLO FOR EVERYONE!!!!!!!!!!" 

Spartacus perks up suddenly at the sound of jello. 

"Jello.." He looks around to see her gathering up a tub of cherry jello.  "ISABELLA NOO IT is for.." He watched as the precious jello left it's container and splatted all over everywhere. "The jello shots later." Spartacus sighed and then tried to gather it all up as wasting food was one thing, but alchol was another!

"Wait..." Isabella asked, genuinely confused.  "What's a Jello Shot?"  

"Sooo Isabella.." Spartacus take a handfull of the jello smeared on the countertop. "Try it. Its a pleasant concausion of vodka mixed inside." Spartacus handed her the jello and smiled. "I had done this as a surprise to try, but well now I don't know if you want it."  Spartacus smiled as he picked a piece of hair out of it and smiled. 

"Actually Donny, I owe you an apology... those are the best looking buns in the room."  She roared with laughter as she put more jello in her mouth - combined with the pain meds she was starting to feel VERY good.  Vincent came into the room, she was surprised to see him here - what with his recent move but she smiled at him non-the-less.

"Oh you can't be uptight all the time Vincent_Mancini - shall I help you loosen that tie of yours so you can properly join us for a few laughs?  If you can't have a little fun what the fuck is the point of all these shit situations we constantly get ourselves into?"

She looked around, "Speaking of shit situations we get ourselves into... has anyone seen Elias today?"

Elias happened to walk in the room just as Isabella_Luciano spoke of his name, and that night when he got himself into an awful amount of trouble...

'So - you name dropped me, and I must say, looking from the state of this place...WHAT THE BLOODY HELL IS GOING ON HERE?!' Elias was gobsmacked at the state of the room, it was totally trashed and he looked towards Isabella who had jelly stuck all over her face, it almost looked like she'd been smooching it. He bellowed with laughter before ducking out the way, it seems a mystery person from the shadows decided to throw a weiner directly at his head..he scuffed 'better luck next time....losers!'

The fridge´s empty... Vincent looks at Isabella and Donny...

"So, whos gonna go get me some hotdogs? just one, no ... well.... whtever your debating here, and some beers for the guys..."

Vincent shows some green and places on the table.

Spartacus stared at Donny and then looked outside as the sun was shining brightly. The temps weren't terribly hot so he thought that Donny might be on to something. 

"Volleyball you say?" Spartacus looked around and then spied an old fishing net hanging on the wall that use to belong to Sal. He hated that damn decor and figured what a great way to get rid of it. 

"Donny.. look.. " He pointed to the net. I do believe that will work quiet nicely. 

"Son of a bitc..." Spartacus felt the ball bounce off his head as he worked on stringing up the net. He had just come back from outside and after standing there for a bit he decided it was too hot, and taken one side of the net and hung it on the staircase and the other stetched out to a column. 

Picking up the ball he Served it up over the net and watched it just barely miss the ceiling fan. "I do believe this will work Donny. Grab the others lets play."