Four-legged Ravi

"No, there is no tab, the band can have as many drinks as they would like," says Debbie, the owner of Kelly O'Briens Pub in Eureka. Anne tries to hide her horror with a pleasant "Oh, thank you." She contemplates telling the band they only get two rounds free. In the end she knows that it's pointless to try to trick them -- they are going to end up totally drunk.

By the end of the show, Anne can't even stand next to Steve he reeks so bad. Ravi is stumbling and Tim is making funny faces at people. The band loads the gear out into the alley. Anne stands back and watches them try to load the trailer in their sorry state. Ravi, the designated pack master, is standing in the trailer yelling at the band "Bring me the amp I SAID!!" "I told you guys not to put stuff behind the doors!! I need to see EVERYTHING!!" "Hurry up!!" The venue owners Debbie and Richard are watching the whole scene in awe. Finally, 45 minutes later, the trailer doors close and Richard says "Okay, tequila on me!" Anne just looks at him, chuckles, and and heads into the RV. "Oh no."

Thirty minutes later the band stumbles out of the bar. Ravi boards iRVin, goes into the back bedroom to look for something he can't remember and begins barking at the ceiling for no reason. Anne serves Ravi a bowl of pasta and Trader Giotto's red sauce. He takes about 4 bites, stops, and says, "Seriously, you guys, I'm not feeling that good." Everyone looks at each other for a moment, then bursts into laughter. "Stop fighting it, Ravi," says Anne. "Just go outside and get it over with. You'll feel better." "No, I don't want to," he cries. "I don't want to." Crystal takes him by the hand and leads him outside. Five minutes later, Crystal comes back to get a paper towel and some water. "Well, he was sitting on the stairs with his head hanging down for a while. Then after a second, he leapt onto his hands and knees and let it go." Puked. Hurled. Vomited. Wretched. She disappears for another minute and this time returns with Ravi. Ravi walks up the stairs, he hair in a ponytail on the top of his head, and the bags under his eyes down to his socks. He looked absolutely terrible. He teetered toward the back, fell on the bed, and passed out.

Tim on the other hand, was still hungry. He grabbed Ravi's leftover bowl and said "I don't think he's going to eat this." And he ate it down.