erich gives a dirty look at the rest of the bus,clearly calculating how many more days the tour has. its clear when he comes up with the amount of days to spent in the company of children. "well.... pent up sexual energy is one way to be active on stage." he laughs . he reaches under the bed and pulls out a small,alligator leather case." i have whatever you need. anything from amphetamine to zoloft. for the task at hand,i was thinking dexedrine." he starts humming "come on eileen"

erich looks at his ada and back to the pills. he shakes his head. "you know,it's probably for the best we dont. picture the energy rush of cocaine,but for hours on end. i've used these and have been up for 4 days straight." he says with a little chuckle.

"well....yeah." erich runs his hand nervously through his hair. "there is also possible psychosis and aggressiveness,paranoia..it isnt to be taken lightly." clearly very worried about giving such a thing to ada.

"only where it's fun." erich answers with a laugh. "you know i worry about you and would never forgive myself if something i gave you had a...less than desired effect."

with a shrug of acknowledgment erich grabs a handful and washes them down with ubiquitous orange juice. " all right then,my dear. as a great man once said,buy ticket,take the ride."" he says handing her the water.

Ada, meanwhile, is in the bathroom. She has climbed upon the shower door, laying across it so that her head was on one side and her feet on the other, and was swinging back and forth, singing in a very childlike voice, "Schaukel, Schaukel, rauf und runter gehe ich! Whoosh geht die willy Wind durch meinen Zehen!"

Upon hearing the knocking on the door, Ada looks up too quickly and hits her head on the ceiling. "Ach!" She exclaims as she falls off the shower door and into the shower, her hand catching on the handle and turning the shower on. She eventually opens the door, absolutely soaked, rubbing her head lightly.

Ada steps out of the wet shower and shakes like a wet dog. "Yes, I am alright... Very very wet, but alright..." Ada starts giggling at the sexual connotation of what she just said. "Anyway, what did you want...?"

"Oh, meine liebling, that sounds so much fun!" Ada exclaims as she starts to take off her wet clothes, showing her soaked naked body. "I love Van Gogh... But you knew this."