They're between songs when Tim walks in, which is probably the only reason Rick can even hear the guy, even with the screaming of all five or six of their fans. He peers across the room at Tim as he takes a swig of water. Being a rock star is thirsty work.

"Nah, we don't f-fucking mind." He turns to his fellow band members. "What you think, y-you guys fucking mind?"

Laughter resounds and someone hits a drum. Rick looks at the three or four fans.

"You guys fucking mind?"

General screaming. A sock is thrown.

Rick grins. "And I sure don't fucking mind!"

SWEET GUITAR RIFF YEAAAAAH!!!!