"It's not your fault, Eri," Nichole says back quietly, and then looks up at Castor, hoping that he'll give them a sign of forgiveness.

Castor turns around, and gives a slightly forced - but forgiving, none the less - grin at the two. "No need to get angry at each other," He said sitting down with a few cups of coffee. "Don't worry about the past."

Nichole frowns as she watches Erica leave. "I'll be right back," She says to Nina and Castor as she follows Erica out. "Hey, sweetie... Are you okay?"

Castor kisses the top of Nina's head and sits down next to her.

"Oh, it's not perfume... Last night, I woke up hungry, and I grabbed a strawberry I found in the kitchen, but I dropped it down my bra, and now I smell like it..." Nichole explains, never looking up at Erica. "I... I'm sorry about that back there." She let out a small laugh. "I guess we had to expect that from them..."

Castor wraps his arms around Nina. "Just some post-show tension, I'm sure. Thing'll work themselves out."

Nichole giggles. "I don't know, Erica... To be honest, I have a bit of a lesbian crush on you, too. But it's like when I had a crush on Castor in high school. It's there, but it's better if I don't act on it, you know what I mean?" She sighed, and walked up to the rail, leaning on it as well. "I'm not going to ask for forgiveness for how I acted. If Sam can't take it, then... Whatever, you know what I mean? I'll be hurt, but I would know that we would have never worked out to begin with. And you shouldn't feel bad either." She touches the side of Erica's arm lightly. "We're cool, yeah?"

"Aww... You didn't enjoy yourself?" Castor asks with a laugh.

Nichole giggles. "I guess we're both just gluttons for punishment..." She takes Erica's hand and gives it a quick squeeze before letting go.

Castor lets out a laugh. "Sorry, babe. I don't think that's going to happen any time soon." He gives her a small kiss.

Castor shivers. "You may have just described my worst nightmare..." He thinks about his dick shrinking to that size and-- "God, that's... Horrifying..."

Nichole smiles and looks over the ocean again. "Do you want to head back inside? See if there's any food left?"

Nichole laughs. "Yes... Yes... He's definitely a man when it comes to food..." She took Erica's hand as they walked back into the kitchen.

"It's not a thought that I enjoy crossing my mind, no..." Castor says back. He looks up at Erica and Nichole walking back in and smiles.

Castor smiles. "They're having fun. We should just... Let it be."

Nichole giggles. "We're happy to be here as well."

Castor chuckles. "Now... Catfight!"

Sam walks into the room, extremely groggy and with several penises drawn on his face. Leaving his bedroom door unlocked after the show was probably not a good idea. "I smell food....food is good...I want food." he struggles to complete his sentences.