erica shakes his head. "we could totally pull it off.you date mariko,she is like slightly under hello kitty in the japanese pantheon of gods.' erich shakes his head at nina. "the hell they cant. tomorrow it will be "depraved threesome in the streets of japan." he laughs. 'you are on,i bet 10 dollars on seafood an no seawaeed!" he gets his money out.ready to conspire on a plan.

"i am in the mood for for vanilla with strawberries atop it." erich lights up at the thought. on a sexless tour,he has to find happiness where he can.. "we did NOTHING! i just had my wife walk in during a not exactly appropriate joke with miss nina." he nods,as if to pass the ball to nina.

erich shrugs,knowing what nina was going to say. "its a vile word! it is so....ugh." erich looks heartbroken his ten is gone and into nina's hand. " hey! i can buy like a tiny bit of weed with that!" he says pathetically. "plain vanilla. way to live on the edge.' erich teases,rather fond of vanilla himself.



ooc:if erich wasnt married......he'd be a contender for billy's next fling. out with two women and being purely friendly.

ooc:night! you are going to miss the part where erich and nina find out about the ice cream flavors!

erich is silent for a little while at liyah's comment. " ada....has her reasons. before her? who didnt i fuck?" erich laughs. " you two wouldnt be safe,thats for sure." anybody that knew him,knew his bedding of woman was more myth than reality.

"Nasty seedy stuff from Mexico. Which tastes like it was smuggled in a burros ass." Erich answers instantly. He listens with intent to Nina's take on Ice cream. " a purist. Like eating a steak covered in steak sauce. If it was good,you wouldn't need it." Erich says in his best Shakespearean accent. Even stone sober he is quite strange. Drugs just offer something to blame. " I like strawberries on mine. They are the marlon Brando of fruit."

" I'm paranoid about getting hot fudge stuck in my non existent braces,and then looking like an extra from a scat video." He shudders. He takes the Boy Scout motto to its extreme. " I am not cheap. It's just my contact for this tour is a guy named spicer who drives am old Camaro.....ok,it's a huffy. I'm buying weed off a kid." Erich finally admits.

" you wear braces?!" Erich says,surprised. The tiniest details are rarely missed by him, but the big picture? Its always a blur. " miss liyah,I would love to share with you. You want any LSD or mescaline? I could gladly help you out there. It's good for what ails you." He says,in his best patent medicine seller voice. He was pretty sure liyah didn't use such things. But it never hurt to ask. "We are going to eat the hell out of this ice cream." He says in anticipation.

ooc:shes being a lazy semeria..lazy,i tells ya.

erich shrugs." i dont really look at people's mouths. you know that phrase,"never look a gift horse in the mouth."? i assume it must be for people as well.i was born lucky i guess,mine were always straight. i didnt go to the dentist until i was 17* i bet you'll be fighting the guys off with a stick even more in a year." erich laughs. 17 years and no dentist? punk rock cred out the ass. "on the side of the road...if you are lucky " he chuckles. "liyah,i like you. erica likes you...but i will not let you eat my ice cream." he narrows his eyes to mean business.

erichs eyes dart around. "oh...it was an old school sort of saying." erich chuckles. sometimes he really noticed how much older he was than some of these newer artists. hearing her voice,erich is determined to make her laugh again. it is too cute not to hear. he scoffs at liyah. "not a one. didnt get my first one till 21." he says proudly. it was probably due to rampant absinthe drinking with loads of sugar. "too young and wild,i can see. li and lo lang is going to be the stuff of legend!" he laughs. he appreciates a good hellraiser. its a lost art this day and age. "what? liyah,you are very pretty. " he waves his hand dismissively. "people are idiots." he makes a "not bad" face before speaking. "that sounds like a dandy idea. i like scoops and i like swingers." he grins,not caring how awkward that sounds.

erich starts laughing,liyah's laugh is infectious. "you would be surprised just how many times people claim something is wrong with me...its been more than 10,that i can assure you." he smiles when he is called sweet. "thank you,miss liyah.that is always nice to hear." erich laughs hard at the thought of him being a rebel as a kid. "....actually,my dad was a cop. i wasnt a rebel until i was about 15. but yes,i was all about fuck the police then.....and nudity was there. you try drinking 4 bottles of cisco and see what happens. those pants are coming right off." he laughs at the memory of crazy days of yore. "swoon is right,if you are looking to say you are weak from pure attraction." he says seriously,then laughs. "swingers seem a little dirty to me.they are never what they show on tv.its always gold chains and mustaches,you should see the guys!"