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"It doesn’t sound the same without a pick," Trey said to Jace

"I know, but you could play Try it"

Trey claers of his left hand He tried struer and thumb "It feels weird"

"It’s not per on to your pick"

"It sounds weird, too"

"Maybe we can get you a banjo pick," Jace suggested

"A banjo pick?"

"Yeah, they slip over the tip of your finger You don’t have to hold them"

Trey sighed "Fuuuuck, this sucks" He shook his head "I suck"

Sed clapped hiorously "We should have conked you on the head years ago The fans love it"

"The fans love that I suck?"

Sed shook his hand "The fans love your devotion They know you’re out there for them"

"He’s out there for you, you idiot," Eric said Sed’s brow furrowed, but before he could ask for clarification, Eric changed the subject "Brian see all that improvised solo and riff fill We should head back and let him off the hook" Eric wrapped an arm around Trey and squeezed his shoulder "You ready?"

"You could taketo the stage

"I could But then who’s going to play drums?"

Trey took a deep breath and let it out in a huff "Okay, let’s get this over with"

Eric directed Trey back toward the stage, his arm still around hiht You don’t mind if I watch, do you? Of course you don’t"

"Actually, I’htened around Trey’s neck and he covered Trey’s forehead with his large hand "OhDoesn’t feel like you have a fever" He grabbed Trey’s chin "Say ahhhhh"

Trey laughed and opened his mouth "Ahhhhh"

Eric tilted his head to look in Trey’s ravely serious Sed couldn’t help but snigger at his antics

"Don’t tell you what?" Trey asked

"They perforery You’ve had…" Eric closed his eyes as if the thought was too difficult to bear "…a vaginoplasty"

Trey scowled and flipped hi that way, but I’ve heard if you get Brian drunk enough…"

Trey’s eyes widened to the size of saucers "Where’d you hear that?"

"Don’t get your hopes up Myrna doesn’t share ith others"