"No problem."

He smiles and takes the drink, thanking her.

"Yeah same for me. I'm sure you'll be great on MTV though. You seem really nice."

Benji smiles and nods.

"You too. If you're ever around Boston you should come hang out with us. That would be cool."

Benji smiles.

"Awesome. Well definitely give us a call when you come out there."

Benji chuckled a little that Serenity was asking for his number.

"I'll be bragging to all the dudes that I went to NY and a beautiful girl asked for my number." He laughs. "I'm just kidding, I'm not like that."

He writes his number on a napkin.

"There you go."

Benji laughs.

"Don't worry, I'm not that sort of guy."

He stands up and puts on his jacket, also ready to leave.

"Yeah, I hope to talk to you soon. Its been really great meeting you."

Vara walks to the bar and props her feet up on it as she sits down in front, waving the barman over to her. "Yeah, I'll have a gin and tonic, keep it easy on the tonic." She says as she flicks some money in the tip jar and looks around with a sigh, her long black hair hanging over the side of the chair. She had spent the past few days in a hotel room with Trent D'Amour, getting high on every drug known to man and fooling around until they passed out. She was sure she smelled like pure sex, and really wanted nothing more than to drink the night away with somebody. Trent, no... As much as she liked him, she really just needed a break for a while.

Landon Perry walks into the bar and stretches a little. It was a tiring week for the guitarist. He drops his lighter and laughs at himself before picking it up and walking over to the bar. He notices how quiet it is in there and looks across the room, smiling at the girl sat at the other end with a vodka. He then nods at the barman. 'Hey. Ummm I'll have a rum. On the rocks.' He searches for his wallet.

Landon yawns and takes of his jacket, displaying his tattooed arms. He flicks his hair back with a swish of his neck and sits down at the bar when his drink arrives, slamming a handful of change down on the wood. 'Who's the chick?' he asks the barman, nodding in the direction of the girl with the vodka.

Landon scowls a little and looks down at his drink. 'Re-think it? Why would I re-think it?' He smirks a little.

Landom smiles to himself and stands up. As he walks towards the girl, he notices she is now a girl without vodka. He shrugs and walks over, standing near her. 'Hey. You need another one?' He asks, pointing to her empty glass with his head.