Benny glared at Spencer when he came down. He still couldn't believe it. How could he? Those two. Together.
Spencer went to the keyboard and followed Casey's lead. Cory soon followed. It was Benny who was holding them up.
"What are you doing?" Casey snapped. "This is Led Zepplin, not Pink Floyd!"
Benny was steamed. It was not fair. Spencer hooking up with Ka-Rad. How could that have possibly have happened? Benny felt as if he might go insane. He beat at the snare uncontrollably. Everyone stopped and watched.
Cory bent over toward Casey then. Their guitars almost touching. "Maybe we should take five?"
"Damn you! We just got started." Casey fumed. "HEY! HEY!" He had to scream twice at Benny. "WHAT IS YOUR PROBLEM, DILDO?"
Finally silence fell.
Benny was shaking.
"Do we need to find us a new drummer?" Casey stared at him for the longest time.
"NO!" But he flung down the sticks, ran upstairs and out the front door. He couldn't light up a cigarette fast enough. He just needed a cigarette. That's all he needed, but he found himself crying like a baby.