Tim Strike, Bradley Ard, and Mike Van Goren wandered into the casino and headed for the bar.....
Mike: Yeah, everyone's excited about the major label deal, our advance is going to e pretty big.
Brad: Cool, man, I'm glad it's going to work out. But, enough about that, I'm here to play poker and take some of that advance.
Tim: Not happening, dogg, you're in my world. Check it, tons of ATM's at these tables up here. Easy money, man, just remember what I taught you guys.
Mike: It's cool, man, we got this. We all play.
Tim: No, I play, you guys just try to play but hand your money to me.
Brad: Hey, you didn't bust me the last time we played.
Tim: I wasn't trying.
Mike: *laughs*
Brad: Asshole. Hey, Bartender? Three Goose Islands. A toast, to the major label debut of Pressure Plate!
*the guys toast*
Mike: What about to Yu-
Brad: No.
Tim: Dude, don't bring that up, man, you know he's kind of pissed about how that shit went down.
Mike: I didn't know, sorry, man.
Brad: ...
Mike: So.... what the hell went down?
Brad: Well, she started meeting with the Japanese guys while we were touring, and told me they were friends from back in Japan. I didn't know any different, and they played along. Turns out she was negotiating the deal for weeks, unlike you guys, who came to me right away. It was a shitty situation.
Mike: Dude... Wow. Didn't know, man.
Brad: Fuck it, is what it is. Ruf and James are going to put together a blues band, and I'm going to do my thing. Don't know what they're going to do as far as management or anything, we'll see what happens, I may still do it and keep putting out their releases.
Mike: That reminds me. Tim, you have some solo stuff in the can, what's the plan there?
Tim: Yeah, if B doesn't mind, I'll keep putting it out on N0where, especially if J and Ruf are sticking around. That cool, B?
Brad: I can dig. So, any ladies up here?
Tim: Sometimes. We here to play poker or get laid?
Brad: Poker.
Mike: Get laid.
Tim: *Shakes head* Let's go, y'all, I got some money to win.
*The guys head for the poker room*