Yeah, probably, like, at least two hundred million. For all we know I'm probably like, actually some kid of the Big Three destined to save us all from some unspeakable terror!

( He laughs at the absurdity of that thought.

Johnny's mind is energized like crazy, but his body is disagreeing a little, probably because he's so, so terrible at pacing himself -- he goes too hard to begin with so he burns out sooner rather than later. Proooobably not a good thing, but.

He glances quickly at the refreshment table and -- ack, no, immediately looks away because he almost caught his dad's eye. Gods forbid. )

Uhhhh! That would be, like, hella awesome. I'll man the fort.