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Lorenz Milton
Lorenz didn't even pay attention to a single word that Oz said. He was much too busy focusing on another matter - a rat had just attacked Lizzy Nohand's fake chest. Now THIS is juicy! Lorenz snapped twenty pictures of the incident within seconds, and continued snapping photos as she marched her way over to some blonde guy with a guitar. "Uh, huh, that's nice Oz," Lorenz said. "One second, I need to watch this. I have feeling that THIS will be a real scandal to be talked about for days, weeks even." He wasn't sure what would be this big of news since Hayley Cypress's near-nude at the age of eight!




Lizzy Nohand
Accident? What? "What do you mean it was an accident? How the hell do you accidentally throw a rat at somebody? What the hell are you doing with a rat anyways? What are you some sort of stalker freak or something? Don't you know who I am? I'm...," s**t. Who was she? "I'm Lizzy Nohand!" That's right. That's who she was! She'll show him! "Its the..." She stopped, she could hardly form words. She was so overcome with rage and stress about the rehab scandals that she could hardly contain herself. She began to cry, but needed to cover it up. "Its bastards like you that make me do drugs. Men like you that make me love women..." She said too much! "I mean I don't. I'm straight, I love men. I'll prove it!" She reached her arm around the long blonde haired boy and leaned in to kiss him. And to think some people called her an emotional wreck. She so CLEARLY had herself under complete control.

Oz watched the drama unfold, and watched closely, grinning from ear to ear as the redhead pulled in the blonde from the cafe, and kissed him.

He needed to get in that guys shoes..He would take a free make-out session anyway..

But he continued watching, happy that Lorenz had stopped interviewing him..

Making his way to the bar, he picked up a glass of water, an orderb on the way back.
He had almost run smack into the blonde named Vagdonna.
Oh he was on a roll tonight..running into to pretty important people.

"Hello!"
He said reachingout his hand.
"So sorry about that, the names Oz Parker."

Oh god, oh god, what way was the bathroom? Recks had just watched the girl snot cocaine, and throw a hissy fit, and above all that, oh my god, he could be gotten for assault. Anyone could see it on his face -- the look of illness and panic. His eyes darted to all exits, till finally he found one that looked as if it were the restrooms, nearby, and he made a beeline for it.

Once inside, he quickly bowed to the ceramic god, and sacrificed all his stomach contence.
Oh, this was one hell of a night.

Lizzy Nohand
Lizzy Nohand quickly found herself surrounded by four security guards who grabbed her by each of her limbs and started to escort her out of the building. "AMANDA! I NEED AMANDA! AMANDA BOBSON I LOVE YOU!" she screamed as she was carried out of the building, kicking all the way. She even managed to kick one of the security guard in the crotch, which made her both laugh like a happy monkey and cry like a sad panda. Hopefully she wouldn't be taken back to rehab or the police station again! And she hoped even more that nobody was watching any of this!







Vadgonna
"Oh, I find it extremely sexy," Vadgonna looked in the corner of her eye to see if Lorenz was around, ready to snap pictures of her next stunt. Crap, he wasn't there - where the hell was he? She knew what she had to do. Just stall until he gets back, then she can get his attention! "So, tell me Oz, do you find me sexy? And don't lie, I know you do," she said. She took a cherry from her drink and began to suck on it, looking at Oz intensely all the while. "So Oz, what do you say?" she asked, biting off the cherry through her smile.






Lorenz Milton
Lorenz couldn't resist meeting this blonde haired boy who just broke out in a huge scandal with Miss Lizzy Nohand., even if it meant following him to the bathroom. He entered in and heard him puking. So gross. Lorenz wasn't too much of an a** hole, he'll skip the vomiting part when he blogs about it. That is, if the boy gives Lorenz a good interview. Lorenz knocked on the door of the bathroom stall that the boy was puking in. "Hello in there, its Lorenz Milton, I'd like to talk to you for a quick interview if you don't mind. And if you do mind, well, then too bad, I'm getting this story."

There was the sound of the toilet flushing, and Recks stepped out, looking worse for wear. He didn't speak as he walked over to the sink, and washed his face, thankful that he had his hair pulled back, and that his outfit had stayed clean.

Finally feeling a little better, the boy looked over at Lorenz.
"Sorry about that. I,..I guess I have no choice do I? Go head, ask away,." Recks tried to smile, but it just didn't some right.

"M-my name is Recks," he began, "Recks Alwdin. I'm a singer-guitarist. My guitar's kinda like my baby -- I don't like to leave it just lying around. Ummm" Damn, done with the easy questions.
"I,...I don't know Lizzy personally. Really, I don't. I was,..supposed to sit with her tonight, but other than that," he shook his head. "I-I didn't throw the rat! Not purposefully! Honest! I was just standing there against the wall and I felt it on my foot and kinda just, y'know, instant reaction and it,...fell on her." Recks looked like a child that was being givent the nth degree by their mother. He then lowered his voice slightly. "The, the rat's alright, isn't it? She didn't, y'know,...hurt it, did she?" Recks hadn't seen her hill hit it right in the skull. In fact,..it was probably still laying out there,...

"Uh,...I don't know who 'Amanda' is, and I don't know why Lizzy tried to kiss me. I think it was because she said she was a lesbian, then was trying to deny it. We're definately not dating. Like I said, I don't,..or didn't, know her personally." Recks rubbed the back of his neck, as he leaned against the counter. "When she sat there and snorted that cocaine,..." he began than shook his head. "I hate drugs, and druggies. Like, more than anything. It,..it's nasty, and just aweful. It kills you, and more than that, it hurts everyone around you -- family, friends,....fans. Cause, y'know, what if you die? How's that going to make them feel? It's selfish -- to risk one's life without giving a crap about the people that adore you!"
Recks obviously felt passionately about the whole drug thing.

"Umm,..is there,..anything else?"

Recks nodded. "Thanks," He gave a real smile. "That means a lot. I don't hear any screaming anymore. Do you think they took her away?"
If they did., then maybe he could make it through the night. Sure, there'd be an empty chair beside him to remind him of earlier, but at least it would ease the poor boy's tension, and hey! Lorenz got his scandal info. It was surely a good night for the blogger, and hopefully a better one to come for the guitarist, as the night went on.

Recks nodded, and as the other left, he cheacked his appearance in the mirror. He seemed to be the right color now. Ugh, now to get a drink to get this taste out of his mouth. Then he'd look for a place to sit down.
It sounded like a plan to the young blonde, and he quietly went to do so.