When they got to Brixton Brian said, "I'm tired of this. Let's go."
"Ok," said Curt and they left.
They walked along the sidewalk for awhile until Brian stopped abruptly and said, "Oh God! I just remembered, I have a concert in an hour!"
"We'd better go!" Curt said, somewhat unnecessarily, as they jumped into a taxi.
When they arrived at the auditorium Brian said, "Some one! Help dress me!"
Someone appeared from behind a large, velvet curtain and said, "I'll help dress you."
"Ick," said Brian staring with disapproval at the filthy person wearing the bizarre potato bag.
"Don't mock me!" the person yelled.
"Security!" yelled Curt and the man was promptly dragged away.
"Now that that's taken care of…" Brain said, and then "Oh fuck, look who it is."
Curt turned around and saw Shannon walking towards them. "Hi Brian," she said, obviously in love with him, "It's time for you to get dressed."
"All right," he said as he followed her reluctantly into a dressing room.
Curt smirked as they walked away, glad she wasn't about to dress him. After a moment he began to feel an unwelcome wave of sympathy for Brian. 'She's so obviously in love with him,' he thought, 'and she'll be undressing him…that's gotta be uncomfortable…oh damn it! I suppose I'll go in there.'
He walked into the dressing room and saw Shannon blushing and pretending not to stare at Brian's chest as she removed his shirt.
"Oh hi Curt!" Brian said, "I'm glad to see you."
"Good," said Curt, glaring at Shannon.
She glared back.
"Oh for God's sake, stop glaring at each other," said Brian, "I can see you, you know, you're behind me but I'm looking in a mirror."
"Oh right," said Curt. He walked over to the makeup counter and started fiddling about with the lipsticks.
Brian sat, staring at Curt for several minutes before he said, "Curt will you stop fiddling about!"
Curt said, "Fine!" and stopped.
"I'm really bored," Brian said.
"Well fortunately the concerts about to start," said Jerry, walking in. "We were all rather worried that you'd decide not to show up," he said pointedly.
Brian ignored Jerry's comment and stood up. "Is the band on stage?" he asked.
"They have been for ten minutes."
"Perfect." Brian left the room and went off in the direction of the stage.
"Oh…Brian's so sexy…" Shannon sighed.
Jerry and Curt turned to look at her and Curt laughed a bit.
"I didn't say anything!" she said.
Just then Mandy walked in and said, "Have you seen Brian?"
"He just went on stage," said Jerry.
"Hmm…" she said. Then, "Hey Curt, wanna shag?"
"No." he said.
"Jerry?" she asked.
"No." was his answer.
She turned to Shannon, "Shannon?"
"No…umm…no."
"All right," she said to everyone in the room, "But you're missing out."
"I doubt it," said Curt.
"Oh!" she said, obviously rather put out, "You think just 'cause you're fucking Brian Slade no one else is good enough for you! Well, fuck, darling…it's just not true! I've been with Brian millions of times and he's not all that special."
"You have not been with Brian millions of times! He told me himself that he can hardly stand to look at you, much less touch you."
"Fuck you Curt Wild…with your garage band and your, 'Oh look at me I'm shagging Maxwell Demon.' You'll never be anything more that Brian's shadow!" And with that she passed out.
Brian, who had returned minutes ago to retrieve an earring he forgot, had heard the entire exchange and was now barely able to stand he was laughing so hard. "Now I remember why I married her," he said, "She's always good for a laugh!" He went back to the stage to greet the, now rather sick of waiting, crowd.