Crazy Ron and his Flaming Pie

"Hey, look! That's the place isn't it?" yelled Colin pointing to a small building.

"What placed?" asked Ron, still befuddled about 'mooses in England'.

"The place Winston told us about."

"Yeah that's it. That's the Cavern. Come on."

They walked over to the front of the building looked up at the sign 'THE CAVERN'.

"Hang on." Said Harry.

"What?" asked the other two boys.

"We can't go in there with this stupid name."

"Yeah you're right, but what do we use?"

They stood for about two minutes before-

"I know!" yelled Ron.

"Oh no." said Colin.

"No, no! It's good!"

"Ok, Ron what is it?" said Colin with no amusement in his voice.

"Ok…I had a vision when I was twelve, I saw a man on a flaming pie and he said you are Augreys with a 'y'. So there you go, the Augreys." said Ron excitedly with a big grin. Harry and Colin looked at each other and then smiled.

"Augrey- pathetic-looking bird whose cry for tells death"

"Ron you're insane!" said Colin.

"But we love it!" said Harry, and they walked inside.

Inside was a spiral cement staircase. At the end of the staircase was a floor and a stage already with a band playing some jazz music. Harry looked around and spotted a desk with a young woman behind it and walked over to her.

"Excuse me!" he yelled over all the noise.

"Yes?" said the young woman moving closer to Harry to be heard.

"Can we see the manager?"

"Is it concerning a performance here?"

"Er...yes." said Harry feeling slightly surprised. Does this mean a lot of people perform here?

"Just sign here, and find a date that does you good." Said the woman handing Harry a clipboard.

"Thank you!"

Harry took the clipboard and gave it to Ron to look it over. There were two pages full of signatures and dates before Ron found a blank spot.

He read,

Band Name

Date

Time

The Augreys

Friday August, 7

11:00 PM

He handed the clipboard back to the woman and took a good look around and started to walk to the bar but Harry grabbed hold of his arm before he could go any further.

"What?" asked Ron.

"Let's just skip the partying for tonight."

"Yeah, you're right," said Ron, though he agreed his heart wasn't in it, "let's find a place to stay."

They left and walked for about two blocks before they found a motel. They all took out their guitars and began to practice. Ron scribbled notes from different songs he had learned, Harry warmed up his vocal chords, and Colin practiced the lead. They had only practiced for an hour before the fell asleep.

The Cavern