Ezra looked up to the men who greeted her and noticed that he was actually handsome. She took his hand and said, "Yup. I'm Ezra, nice to meet you too!", she checked him out a little bit before she answered his question, "Yeah, it's about a song which I'm writing currently. The writing is not compeletly done but I'd like to have my producer already ready, and that's where you are important. I would like you to produce the song.", she gave him a warm smile, where almost nobody can say no to her. Ezra knows how to use her charm points and she definity needed him to produce the song, because she already looked for a producer way too long.

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Ezra breathes out loud as he confirms that he will go to the studio with her. Now that the most important thing was said, she felt a lot more comfortable around him. He seemed to be a good guy, and the fact that he was good looking was just a huge plus for Ezra. As he asked her what kind of vibe the song would go she said, "I want the song to be loud and aggressive. I actually want it to go into the electro genre, not much lyrics but a lot of sound. I think you will understand what I mean when we go to the studio.", as Christian says that he likes the show and he thinks that she's fearless, and when he lets out that small chuckle, which sounded really cute in Ezra's ears, her heart literally melted. "Thank you so much. I don't think that I'm fearless at all, because I'm scared as hell before I meet the guests. But, it's fun and I'm really happy that you like the show.", Ezra smiles bright at him, showing a little bit of her white teeth.

"No way!", she laughs, " Why would she be nervous? I was literally crying inside because she was giving me this strong and bossy feels. She seemed to be so different, you know? The fact that she was nervous because of my questions.. you made my day, Christian.", she giggles and asks, "Do you also think that I'm intimidating?", she asked him serious but still a little giggly. Ezras stomach started to growl, "I'm kinda hungry. I'm gonna get me a coffee and some cheesecake, would you like something? I can get it for you", she looked at him with a bright smile.

Ezra nods as he explains why cara has this bossy attitude, and blushes when he compliments her. She whispers a small thank you, feeling a little bit embarrassed. She smiles at him softly.

She nods at him, when he says that he just wants a coffee. She went to the front of the café, getting 2 coffees and a piece of a cheesecake for herself. She walks back to Christopher and gives him his cup, "I hope you like it", she sits infront of him and takes a little bite of her cheesecake, without using the fork because the piece was really small and she just didn't want to use the fork. She laughs at him , "You sure you don't want to take a bite?", after saying that she holds the small piece of the cake in his direction.

there is a lot to be said or erich's charm. he managed to garner dustyn's location and bypass weekend's rather intensive security....all while completely smashed off his ass.once inside the hotel room,he could feel being the envy of millions of weekend fans. it occasionally struck erich that his adopted son was one of the most famous people on the planet....and said person was grinning at him,while wearing boxer shorts. "when in rome" erich shrugs,and drops his pants as well. his boxers are the stereotypical white ones with red hearts all over them. erich plops heavily on the bed and leans back. he had been in somewhat of a downward spiral lately. most people wouldnt notice as...well,lets face it. he is the personification of a downward spiral. "im all alone,dustyn.ada,marlena? gone." he mutters.

erich laughs and laughs when dustyn suggests putting boxered pictures on instagram. "nah. im sticking with stupid pictures. im going to be the george takei of instagram...but way more drunk. he may rule the internet,but im coming for him.
" erich says,forming a cross hair with his fingers. "besides,if we posted a picture of both of us in our skivvies? the world would be all...a twitter" erich laughs again. its long been his theory that if you dont find yourself funny,nobody else will. his usual smile fades a little and he shrugs. "i dont think its anything like...someone else.as far as i know? she just up and left." erich frowns slightly and kicks his discarded pants up to his hand. he pulls a flask out of the pocket and takes a drink of it. he was good at talking about any subject under the sun,aside from his personal life. "how about you and dallas? you guys still doing well?"

Ooc : a nap became sleeping until morning.

Erich ponders the sociAl media Hierarchy for a few minutes. Dusty was right, he may have a steep hill to climb. Billy had a lot going for him and it could be impossible to catch up now." yeah...he's probably got that position locked down. I'll just piggy back off of Erica. I'm pretty sure she is the queen or princess of the internetz." Erich looks up at the ceiling and blankly tosses the now empty flask from hand to hand. " of course you are a wise man. You're a chip of the old block." he gives dustyn a grin and a fatherly pat on the shoulder. It never got old to play the role of loving father to dustyn. " I guess I should have known better. The settling down life isn't meant for me. This is what its meant to be. Sitting here,drunk off my ass and wearing boxer shorts with another musician." Erich starts of in a gloomy way,but quickly putting up the happy go lucky persona. " two years?!" Erich exclaims, sitting up sharply. " when did this happen?! Yikes. I thought it had only been a fee months. Good for you guys. We should have everyone out on the duke for a celebration. If I know Dallas,which I really don't, he'll appreciate the lawlessness of international waters." Erich rattles off,already making a mental list of things the get together would need. " wait...did some thing go wrong? If he pulled an Adam black,I'll kill him." Erich sneers when he sees dustyn's smile fade. With the self destructive streak Erich has been on lately,he isn't joking.

Erich contemplates giving dustyn a little push as he is bent over to pick up the phone. He decides against it when a mental image of dustyn impossibly falling off the bed and rolling out the window flashes before his eyes. So best not to risk it. " bold.eh? I don't suppose we can get two little dogs in here? There's a famous suntan lotion ad that has s dog pulling on the butt of a little girl's swimsuit. Its all the rage. Absolute height of fashion". Erich says brightly. The ad mentioned is famous,but hasn't been all the rage in many many years. Erich listens to dustyn's words and uses his hands to slick his hair back. " yeah. You're a wise little Irishman. My little Dali llama in clover boxer shorts. I'm still holding Out hope. She's gotta come home. Ada is you know,the one." Erich twists and untwists the cap of his flask. Even saying what little he said about his situation,it did feel better that someone else knew.Erich bounces his knee and listens to dustyn. It sounds serious,whatever it is. He stands up and slowly paces. He does his best thinking while standing ,and due to a variety of chemicals in his system,he felt like he was going to jump out of his skin. " JeeZ. You guys need a safe word If you're going all fifty shades on us.I forgot the safe word with Karoliena once....let's just say I was the bottom." Erich chuckles,doing his best to lighten things so no matter what it was,dustyn would feel safe telling him.

"I wouldn't care if dogs vanished from the earth. I don't like the things. Cats would just tear the ass and underwear right off you. Its safer to use a dog. They aren't intelligent enough to know they have you right where they want you." Erich says with the assurance of someone who has ran numerous computer simulations on just this situation.Erich is careful with the phone. He's accidentally flipped to many compromising photos on enough phones to have learned his lesson. His own possesses no such photos due to his Dale gribble like paranoia. " I've never taken pictures with another person while in underpants. I guess here goes.." Erich playfully swats dustyn with a pillow before clicking the picture . pillow fights worked for women in underpants,so why not? " well,to admit it, I CAN be hard to live with. But fuck it. I tried right? Hell I lived in new York for quite sometime with her. And I'd rather have Karoliena have another go at me than live there." Erich chuckles. He actually did hate new York as much as he professed, but didn't mind it all that much with ada. " well...I'm truly flattered,Dusty. But all that doesn't matter to me. I am from the south." Erich exaggerates his accent and hums dueling banjos in response to dustyn. It did help Erich feel better.he liked knowing options were still something he had. " unicorn.huh? Clever...and horny." Erich cracks up at his horrible joke,none the wiser to what dustyn avoided speaking of. " Billy.....that cat is a special case. Or I'm just too fragile for that lifestyle. " he gives dustyn a playful headlock when he says like father like son. " you little rascal! I didn't mean to. When in the zone...Karoliena didn't ask.she takes." he laughs and jumps to his feet. He was starting to sober up and that was no where near where he wanted to be. " you up for going out? We need something stronger than liquor." with his man on a mission demeanor,it was clear those pants weren't going back on.

" furry rape alarm" Erich repeats slowly. The idea seemed both ludicrous and brilliant. " yes.yes.I can see wearing a shitzu as a purse and letting it yelp when needed. Of course, it'll yip like a mother fucker when you try to stuff normal purse things in it's butt." Erich trails off in thought. Visually thinking how to breed dogs with some species of marsupial. The results weren't inspiring of confidence. Erich laughs when dustyn mentions pink nipples. " well,that's it then. Delete the photo and burn the hotel down. Damned pink nipple filter is defective. Oddly, there is a superstition claiming men with pink nipples haven't fathered children." Erich glances at his own. He couldn't remember if they had changed color or not. The thought of color changing nips did frighten him a little. Erich walls slowly around,rocking the tv back and forth as if he would topple it. " with a beard like Dallas,you have to be w tolerant guy. Its like Jesus and Buddha made beard love,and dallas' was the result.it takes a special person to live with me 24/7,dustyn. Half the stories of me aren't exaggerations and the other half don't go far enough. But I'll tell you this.I ALWAYS,and I mean always put the toilet seat down." Erich says this proudly. And it was a feat in it's own right. No matter what he was on, he never whizzed on the seat or left it up. Erich gives dustyn a blank look at the rather involved reply before slowly sitting on the bed. " my own son is gay and not a virgin?! I...I.... Can't help but blame myself." Erich puts his head in his hands and dramatically sighs. " I thought I knew the warning signs...I was wrong!" he then cackles and kicks his feet. It was fun here with dustyn. Getting away from the duke was actually just what he needed. "Damn.well..ok. But there aren't any ladies to pick up here. And with just you and me....well,it's been a few weeks. That's all I'm saying." he giggles again. Truthfully,even if they did go out, he had no intention of even trying to pick up a girl. He wasn't making that final decision until he at least knew what was going on. Catching dustyn's message loud and clear,he rubs his hands together. " oh boy oh boy." he near chants in anxiety. He probably was being a bad influence right now, but he'd done coke with his own adopted father before. It was a rite of passage.