Serenity: Yep, I mean Saffia is doing her own thing now

Sierrah: What about Chloe?

Serenity: Well.....

Bikki arrives at 6:00 on the dot, wearing a "The Man The Smith The Legend" shirt, with a big handbag slung over her shoulder. Raven follows, a little late, carrying a large guitar case.
Bikki : Like my shirt Raves? I was thinking it'd look better on you.
Raven : Stop bein' dumb, if that's possible, and let's work on this. Eric's joinin' us as well. Drunken composition ahoy!
Bikki : Go get me a Dirty Redhead please! The beer, I mean.
Raven goes to the bar to get some beers.

Eric Quillington waltzes into the bar, looking a little bit more put-together than his stint on the Big Brother show. In the past few days, he has been reveling in his freedom of being able to leave a single house, so it only makes sense that he'd complete the short journey around the world in the legendary Dirty Bastard. After spotting Raven and Bikki, he sits down next to them.

Eric: Hello, ladies! I, unfortunately, have not brought any money with me, due to a series of increasingly complicated events that aren't worth getting into. However, since you, Bikki, said that the drinks are on the lovely Raven, that shouldn't be a problem.

Tanya and Martina stop talking and both jump looking worried. Then Martina looks at Tanya and starts containg her laugh.

Tanya: My god, what's up?

Tanya kind of giggles while speaking.

Bikki : OK so what we're doing is, trying to come up with this song - and Raven's like, if all else fails, to get into the mindset of me, she should get drunk. So we ended up here. Getting Raven drunk, being as she's rather big and holds it well, is quite the task; so chaos may ensue.
Raven rubs her head and turns to Tanya, smiling.
Raven : What's up? I guess I'm the person to ask. I'm Raven, by the way. Comatose. I think I've seen you somewhere?
Raven turns back to Barsteward, ducking to make sure her 6'5" frame doesn't hit a beam.
Raven : Two Dirty Brunette beers and a blue slush puppie spiked with Smirnoff, please.
Bikki : YAY!

For the first time, Eric realizes just how dramatic the difference between 6'5'' and 5'9'' is. After craning his neck up, he says;

Eric: Thank you, madame. I really, really hope you're not a violent drunk. Not because I'm absolutely certain that you have the ability to beat me up, but because..

Clearing his throat loudly, he turns to Bikki, who, thankfully, is a tiny bit shorter.

Eric: I only weigh about... 120, so, it really shouldn't take long for me to get a bit tipsy. If you need help with writing a song, let me know. I won 5 Birdie and @Chaos Awards in the course of a month, which I've heard is a fairly decent number. Oh, and Tanya; yes, I do believe I've heard of Teen Titans. You most likely have not heard of Infinite, though, we're a pretty obscure underground band without much of a following.

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Raven : Yeah I recognise the name Teen Titans, though I've been a bit reclusive .... oh yes, Joey on Big Brother? That's the one! I'm from Moronic Changeling, and I manage Troy Mascenon. I'm here with some friends. You're welcome to join.
She takes the drinks over to the table. She smiles down at Eric.
Raven : No, I'm not a violent drunk hun, promise!
Bikki : No, she isn't. She's just silly. And as for Infinite - underground band my arse. Everyone knows who you are. You're Eric FUCKING Quillington.

Even though he was only joking when he said it, Eric still smiles happily when hearing such passionate denials from everyone around him.

Eric: Well, that makes the ol' heart go pitter-patter. If I actually brought money with me, you would all receive the best drinks in the house. Sadly, I'm temporarily broke.

Upon hearing about Big Brother, Eric is reminded of how glad he is to finally be off the show and live in freedom from strict rules. Thinking about how narcissistic it would sound if he remarked about how Jason and he were life of the party, he keeps his mouth shut and starts to drink what Raven was kind enough to buy for him.

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Hopping off of her motorbike, Glamazon removes her helmet, shakes out her jet-black locks and walks in, clutching at a flask.

Glamazon: Hey, sweethearts!

Upon noticing that Glamazon is currently embracing the biker-chick look, Eric slides his chair closer to the bar to hide his arousal. While still sitting, he manages to pull up the seat to his immediate right for his girlfriend to sit down.

Eric: There you are! Thanks for showing up, lover. I'm currently suffering from a bout of the nerves, as Dancing about Architecture is being digitally released this week. You all should totally download that, by the way. It's free. So, anyways, I'm drowning my anxiety through something Raven was generous enough to buy for me. I have no clue what this stuff is, but I'll be damned if it doesn't hit the spot. Earl Tea for you, I presume?