"Suri - is she the hot one?" Steve asked.

Eric looked at him witheringly. "I doubt it."

"The kind of Asian chick" Steve said.

"Her dad's Malaysian" Eric said.

"Yeah, the hot one!" Steve grinned. "You know I always kinda hoped you'd introduce me to her. I mean I know she came to a couple of our gigs."

"She came to one" Steve corrected him. "But what the fuck are you talking about, man? Haven't you heard what I said?" She's just a - well, she's a bitch, man. That's it."

"You shouldn't call women that" Mal said, remembering something he'd read online.

"Find me a better word and I'll use that instead" Eric said.

"So she's a bitch, but she's a hot bitch" Steve reasoned, thinking that anybody could be redeemed if you just approached it from the right angle.

"You're kind of sick, Steve" Eric said.

"Like that blues guy" Mal chirped.

"So anyway that's why you're so pissy today?" Steve said to Eric, ignoring Mal as he usually did. "Getting kicked out of your house, I get it."

"It's a good reason!" Eric defended himself.

"Hey, I agree man. You're right. You've got every right to be pissed off. It's a shitty move to pull on someone."

"You're fucking right it is" Eric said.

"But you don't always have to take it out on your bandmates" Steve said. "I mean it's not something that we've done wrong. You don't always have to be so harsh."

"Yeah, well . . ." Eric mumbled something and Steve assumed it was an apology, because it was easiest that way.

"So is that all there is going on?" Steve asked hopefully.

Eric thought for what seemed, in his mind, to be a long time about how to answer the question; in the end caution won and he said "Yeah, that's it. Just gonna be homeless, that's all."