"What the fuck are you doing?" Casey just didn't get it. Had Benny taken up with that fat dwarf of a girl. She was with him everywhere.
"Why the fuck do you care?" Benny didn't give him any satisfaction. He kept him guessing.
"Look," Casey rolled his eyes. He'd found them both in the snack aisle down at the grocery store. "I got us a gig for Halloween. Just some girl's Halloween party, but she'll pay us 500 bucks for the show. You think we can pull it off?" This was serious. Who cared if that chick looked vaguely familiar to him. He caught himself staring, but he didn't mean to as he hugged himself.
"Sure. Why not." Benny didn't flinch.
"You think Cory and Spence are in?" Casey looked back at Benny who had a boxs of Kraft noodle dinners in his arms.
"Is it really necessary." Benny thought they could do it without them. White Stripes were just dandy with the two. More and more bands were not that big, anymore.
"Yes, I need them. I have to have Cory." Casey was certain of it.
"Spencer probably can't even find his keyboard these days." Benny told him.
"I need Spence's basement. He's great, Benny, and you know it." Spencer was well needed for the next gig. Casey was getting them together, or else.