☆ Backstage

@Roberta Plant "Us in a shower together? Stop my beating heart, my cup runneth over." I say in a gloomy but teasing tone. I secretly like the thought of a shower with the Golden Goddess but I'd never say that aloud. "The stuff in my room is delicate and ancient though. Some of my stuff should be in museums actually." I brag with a haughty tone as I teasingly pucker my lips as I speak to mimick a high class woman. I chuckle a bit before I look out the window some minutes before we arrive at the motel.

() You can reply in either the Tropicana Motel or Jamie's bedroom.

@Jamie Page "Mmmm... I'm not sure I like the sound of a surprise record..." I said, smiling a little. Suddenly curious about what it is now. "I suppose so." I looked over at you, narrowing my eyes slightly. "I might be a hippie but not all of us lay around ... Though... I suppose I do that sometimes... Usually I'm pretty high though..." Looking out the window, biting my lip gently. Maybe that's not such a bad idea. "Uh huh. I see. I just got mine redone too but you don't hear me worrying about getting bodily fluids on my things~." Turning to look at you again, squinting. "Mmmm... A shower... With you? Who would pass that up?" My tone slightly teasing with a small eyeroll. "Though that would save water. I'll shower with you, Jamie~..."

@Roberta Plant "Well she said one of them is a surprise but I just didn't have time to look through them so I guess I'll be discovering the surprise record with you." I say with a shrug. "No need, I've got clothes you can borrow, plus it's a sleepover... we can just be completely in my room if that floats your boat... you know considering that you're a hippie." I teased briefly imagining you topless before gazing at you with a smirk. "And yes I'm worried about the couch, hell I just got my room renovated. I'm very particular about my things. I'll give you a room tour when we get there... after I take a shower... unless you wanted to shower together?" I tease further with a wicked grin and a slightly playful look in my eyes as the car starts moving to our destination.

@Jamie Page "Pft. Bonnie would do too much if she gets sloshed. Jo might have to be the one to bring her back to the motel." I said, laughing softly. "Oh? Sick. New vinyls! Penelope has pretty good taste. So I trust that she got some good records for you. But the fact that she just left them at the door." I hummed softly, continuing to eat so that I wasn't eating in the car. Throwing the trash away and holding onto your hand, following you out to the car. Climbing in and resting against the seat, glad to be sitting down. "Mmmm... Sure. Should I grab clothes from mine first..?" Rolling my eyes. "I see how it is. More worried about the couch. Mhmm." My tone clearly teasing as I flash a smile your way. "Oh you better shower. Your sweat will make you gross."

@Roberta Plant "Yeah they might... if Bonnie isn't too sloshed by then and if Jo even feels like it." I say with a smirk. "Yup, let's go. I recently added some more vinyls to my collection but I don't know exactly what some of my new records are since Penelope picked some up for me and just left them there at my door, so some of them I haven't rifled through yet." I recalled as I gazed at you with a smile before I put my cigarette out and ate the remainder of the sandwich I had. "Let's get out of here before the reporters start hounding us." I said as I grabbed your hand and walked with you to the cars out back. "The Tropicana Motel please." I tell the driver before I get into the car with you. "Do you wanna shower in my room? I refuse to let you sweat all over my priceless 19th century couch." I tease with a wicked grin as I gaze at you, your hair a bit more wavy than curly like it usually was due to how much exercise we had gotten on stage. "Don't worry, I'm not a hypocrite. I'll shower too." I say with a small smile.

@Jamie Page "Mmmmmm... That sounds like a good time." I said, humming. Taking a piece of the cake and a hot dog, looking over at you. "Sure~ You do have good taste." Looking over towards Bonnie and Jo, nodding a bit, taking a bite out of the hot dog, letting out a satisfied sound. "Just us? Alright. I'm up for listening to vinyls. "I'm sure they'll have fun on their own. Probably get a few blokes tonight... Maybe." Looking back at the two girls before returning my gaze to you. "Let's go then~?"

@Roberta Plant "Not really, just gonna go back to my room at the motel, listen to some vinyls and have a drink." I replied. "Wanna tag along? Have a sleepover of sorts?" I ask as I snag a sandwich from the tray of food. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Bonnie with another beer in one hand and a hot dog in the other as she spoke to Jo. "I know for a fact that Bonnie is going to the pub or the nightclub and Jo is going with her so it'll just be us two." I said as I put a hand on my hip and took another drag of my cigarette.

@Jamie Page A soft sigh left my lips, perfectly content with the night's concert. Giving the crowd a playful smile before walking off the stage to join the rest of you. A soft laugh leaving my lips at our manager's questions towards you, walking over to join Jo at the table of food. "Mmmm... Food." I hummed. Debating if I wanted to go a groupie or two. That is until you approach me. "Plans? Nah. I was just gonna go and relax... Eat food... Smoke a bit, maybe." I answered, shaking my head. "What about you? Do you have any plans?" Noticing a Black Forest Cake and getting tempted to get a piece of that before returning to my room.

@Roberta Plant The concert went off without a hitch in my opinion. We walked backstage, nothing but sweat was pouring off of my body from the great show we had just put on. I passed my Les Paul guitar off to a roadie so he could put it in it's case as I took a seat backstage. "Great show, Page. Want a bloke to after such a successful night?" Our manager Penelope Grant asked me as she handed me a cigarette and lit it up with her lighter. "No, I've got something in mind for me to do tonight. I'll all the blokes I want tomorrow." I replied before exhaling the cigarette smoke and walking over to my favorite bubbly blonde. "Got any plans for tonight after a killer show?" I asked Roberta with a smirk as Bonnie walked past me to go take a piss after drinking some beer and Jo was helping herself to some food the caterers had brought.