Nichole beams at Nina and sits back down.

Castor laughs. "You'll have to excuse our excitement. We've always been a pretty underground band. Getting news recognition is pretty new for us."

"Have fun, darling," Nichole says to Erica. "Try not to catch anything!"

Castor laughs and shakes his head. "I think you're amazing. If anybody thinks you're worth your B-list standing, they're crazy." He winks at her.

Nichole watches Erich and Erica leave and shakes her head. "Remember when chat rooms got really popular? And your parents would always tell you not to meet somebody in real life that you met on the internet? I don't think anybody had that conversation with Erica..."

Sam pulls out his acoustic once more. "I say tonight we get together and jam some feel-good hits from the '90s. I'm sure we'll get on the news, there's bound to be hundreds of complaints." He begins playing 'smells like teen spirit'. Tony wakes up at the mere sound of the riff and throws his shoes at Sam. "That's the WORST fucking Nirvana song EVER! Everybody knows the only good nirvana songs are ones that nobody knows!"

Rob rolls out of the drivers seat he fell asleep in and rubs his eyes. "You don't like Nirvana? I hate to break it to you, karoliena, but I don't think I can continue to ogle you anymore."
Sam begins playing the opening chords to floyd the barber. From the back of the bus, Neil hears it and begins shrilly shrieking 'BELL ON DOOR CLANKS COME ON IN!'

"You mean those Ska guys?" Sam says, plucking out the intro to 'spank thru' (ooc: one of my favorite songs about masturbation, ever. second only to 'turning japanese) "Might as well. I mean we have a semi-cabaret band and a psychobilly band opening up for a death metal band. Why not add Ska into the mix?"

ooc: skanking....is that what you call dancing to ska?

Rob jumps in the driver's seat. "Allright, seeing as we've done nothing the last two days, I say we head to wherever we're playing now, set up, and rock their faces. Bon jovi style....but without all the suck. And without whoring ourselves out to mainstream music."

Rob nods, surprised Nina knows anything about calgary. "Sounds good. I'll drive....in that general direction."

Sam laughs. "No, don't worry, Calgary actually happens to be in Alberta. It won't be long. I still say we just have a big jam sesh. It'll be like that one show on the Unholy Creation Warmup Tour.....that one show where jeff passed out because you gave him too much laudanum...good times."

Sam nods. "Why not. This is possibly going to be the most annoying show we've ever done...and that's saying alot!"
Neil takes a bottle of laudanum and skitters off into the restroom to do drugs in private. Tony pulls a beer from the RV's mini fridge. "Oh god, 90's music...that's a stage of my life i don't want to relive anytime soon." Jeff absentmindedly plucks at his bass. "Hey Tony, where the fuck is Chloe? She only seems to appear whenever you want to have sex." Tony smiles and sips his beer. "I know. I think I could marry that woman."