Vanessa: I'm surprised you even gave him the time of day, since Mind was probably the biggest band in the world at that point. Anyways, I chose John over Eric because I-

She is temporarily interrupted by a high-pitched scream as Eric's attempt to kick his brother in the face ends with a fist colliding into his manhood.

Vanessa: Because I often wonder if Eric's really human. Y'know what I mean? John actually seemed like he was capable of normal emotion. Plus, he was in medical school, and Eric was a shit-poor rocker. The choice seemed obvious to me. But, alas, it was a trick question.

Vanessa: Oh, is this your ex? I saw you and her fighting yesterday. D'you want to make out with me, so she'll see that you're busy? Who knows, maybe she'll come back later.

Upon noticing Maise, Eric mutters something indiscernible. If one had to guess what he said, it'd be something like; 'Good, now we both get the shit kicked out of us'.

Erica :*watches the melee while sipping a martini.she picks out the olive with a scowl and tosses it towards the fighters.* i hate olives.i fucking hate them!

Erica:* dabs a napkin into her drink and wipes some blood off jason's head* you really should be more careful out there. At least Carry a roll of quarters in a sock.it never fails to stop a crazy ex girlfriend.

Erica: ah,me too.too many women,not enough time. About the drink, does a pope shit in the woods?

Erica:*flicks olive at the bartender's back.it lands in his trouser pocket* thanks for the drink,mr smith. I dont profess to know much about you or your trists. But i've seen big brother,and i see what went on here. You seem to draw the real crazies.

erica:what?! that show was awesome.there is much to be said about giving in to one's most indulgent of urges.it's a lot more dull now without all the sex and drugs.if you dont wake up feeling dirty each morning,are you really fucking alive? you should make up some shirts that say "i saw jason smith's wang,and all i got was this lousy t-shirt".i'd totally buy one.

A few drinks later, Josh Williams of Inner City Sumo walks in. He sees Cassie and sits down.

Josh: I know you. You got a bitching attitude woman.

He sees her tear stained face and the 4 empty glasses in front of her.

Josh: Someone needs a pick me up.

He tips some White powder from a small bag onto the back of his hand and snorts it all in one go. Tipping another amount on to his hand, he holds it out to Cassie.

Cassie: Fuck it.

She snorts all of the White powder and laughs. The rush hits her brain and she feels good.

She

Cassie pours a line of cocaine the entire length of her arm and laughs. She snorts it in one go and falls onto a sofa.