"Hey, are you even listening to me?" Huh?" I was telling you about this girl I met on the beach." Roald stoppedand grabbed Casey, suddenly serious an... speaking lower, "Anyway, itwasn't a moment later and she was completely naked on top of me. Justone pull on the strings of her bikini and pop, pop! You know?" Seriously?" Casey tried to pretend he had been interested - moresothat he'd even been listening but he couldn't keep himself from lookingaway. For some reason he just didn't want to. “Raul was a real man, so nagging bitch claimed, whatever that meant. That was the last I ever heard of her. Who cared? I informed the police, and went on with life. One detective came around the shop and listened to the tale of the emptied bank accounts, checked with the bank and dropped it. Our lives together went along very nicely. I expanded as soon as I could afford another service van. I made house calls while the girls watched the store after school. I began to sell used television sets. Things however were not going that well and I was doing fourteen hour long days at the plant, seven days a week for two and a half weeks. Finally at the end of the third week things started to go smoother, so I had the Sunday off and decided to treat myself to an aromatherapy massage at the hotel’s spa. When I arrived at the spa I was handed a bathrobe and proceeded to change, leaving only my boxer shorts on. I was pleasantly surprised to see that I would be getting the massage from an adorable. Her friends are obviously irritated. KERRIE CREOLE: *What the fuck happened to the soundcheck Rach?* RACHEL BABYLON (as she removes her guitar from its case): *I know. I know. Im sorry.* She attaches leads from her guitar through a yellow distortion pedal into a Marshal amp. The amp buzzes noisily as she switches it on. KERRIE: *Theres a guy from a label here tonight. Did you know that?* SAMANTHA HELLFIRE (hating the tense atmosphere): *I did mention it to you Rachel.* RACHEL (shrugging.