WTF?
Ronon shrugs. "Dunno. Never heard them play. He gave me their albums tho. They're called something at the Disco."

There's a clatter as Rodney's fork hits his plate. John looks at him sharply, ready to intercept any sarcastic comments, but Rodney is gazing at Ronon in wonder.

"Wait," Rodney says, swallowing a mouthful of toast without chewing. "Wait. Is your boyfriend Ryan Ross? From Panic at the Disco?"

Ronon raises an eyebrow at John, but nods. "Yeah," he says.

"Oh my god," Rodney says. "Oh my god. Can you get me an autograph?" And then his mouth clamps shut as he realises what he's just said.

"It's not for me!" he exclaims. "It's for, uh, my neice!"

"She's 5," John points out, and Rodney shoots him a warning look before pushing away from the table.

"I have to go," Rodney announces. "Zelenka will never believe this. And Simpson is going to DIE."

No se vale, damas y caballeros, hacer del hombre mas brillante de la galaxia Pegaso, fan de Panic At The Disco.

[aqui va mi expresión de completo y total horror]