No.

"Okay, fine" Avril answers. "You can meet my band." Avril and Holly head to a back room where the band is lounging. Avril is frustrated at her inability to give Holly a corrupting taste of ****. Perhaps she really isn't as bad ass as she thinks she is.

The two enter the lounge and Avril immediately notices her bandmates look Holly up and down. She smirks as another, even wilder scheme enters her head. She introduces Holly to each bandmate and Holly is excited to meet each one. She takes a seat and begins to listen to them chat.

Avril grabs the arm of her drummer and pulls him over. "How drunk are you guys right now?"

The drummer shrugs. "We're already pretty drunk... why?"

"I just had a long chat with Holly, and she didn't really want to meet me tonight." Avril insists. The drummer is intrigued. "She told me she really wanted to meet you guys."

"Really?"

"She asked me if I'd ever fucked you guys. She wanted lots of details. She said she has... fantasies." Avril's mind is a mess with possibilities. The drummer looks over at Holly, then back at Avril. Avril nods at him.

He heads to the other members of the band in the room whispering in each of their ears. Each one of them perks up with excitement as he does so, but Avril starts to get impatient. She knows her band is cautious and may need a little help.