karoliena: *coughing* really,castor? you never really struck me as gay.

nina:*runs her hand through his hair* baby,i'll be your beard anytime.

erich:uh,i've been accused too. apparently mine and randy riggle's relationship is one of sexual depravity.

erich:*hitting the blunt again* clearly these people have no idea what a cabaret is.i fucking love the image you guys have.

erich* has a look of panic on his face* gerry?! my newest friend is a gerry?!

karoliena:*giggles* yup. i knew that the serpentine maneuver would never throw him off.

erich:*thinks for a minute that all germans may not be in cahoots with gerry* you arent with rommell,are you?

karoliena: and odd moment with castor #2 begins....now.

karoliena:you'll have to excuse erich.sometimes he thinks he is a british field agent circa 1940.*she turns to erich* um,erich dear. you do realize the name erich hess is very german,right?


erich:shit..*ponders this for awhile* shit...am i gerry?


karoliena:*grabs nina and castor's hands.* that will keep him ocupied.lets get some burgers and some sex in the mouth.

Castor looked out the window. "RED ROBIN RED ROBIN RED ROBIN!" Castor said, looking at the restaurant outside and running out of the van and into the restaurant. "I need a drink, and the largest burger you have!"

karoleina returns to retrieve erich and they pair stagger into the establishment. they made sure to get an extra hit of ether in before coming inside.they take a seat at the table with their friends.


erich:smell this rag.you' ll love it.

karoleina:*who is a bit more subtle than erich* um you may want to take it outside.

erich starts playing hockey with the salt and pepper shakers.

karoliena orders two dr peppers/mr pibbs and 6 burgers for her and erich.

The waiters and waitresses could not help but gawk at the sight of a death metal band, a well dressed cabaret drummer, and members of the hess clan gobbling down 2 of everything on the menu. The family that sat at the table beside them would need therapy for the next year to get rid of the mental scars that were left imprinted on their brains. Root beer flew, chicken bones littered the ground like leaves and onion rings were sent spinning into the vast outer reaches of the restaurant. It was quite the marvel.

"Hey, waitress! Hi! Hello!" Castor said, waving over the woman waiting on them. "Can I please get another... two White Russians? Please?" He asked.

erich says in a surprised voice."they have booze here??!?!"

Tony waves over the waiter, who approaches with extreme caution. "Bring me 2 of the cheapest beers you have. And i think my friends have some booze needs you can take care of."