Let Me Call You Sweetheart

I Only Wanna Be With You

You stumble back into the carnival, still hyped about the ride, "I can't believe it! We have to add that to our set!!" Jenna enthuses.

Harley laughs, "Most places only let us play 20 minutes, Master would take up almost half of that"

"But we can be ahead of the curve. The game isn't out yet, and when it does come out, well, already be able to play Master, people will be biting at the bit to have us play their dives," Terry says, holding Harley by the shoulders and then turns to you, "Think you can Master it on lead?" He wiggles his eyebrows at his lousy joke as you roll your eyes.

"I can give it a shot", you agree, and the rest of the band cheer.

"You know I saw something today, and I dunno, I think it's the answer to making it," you say dreamily.

"You saw hard work and perseverance", Jenna laughs.

"No, nothing as logical as all that." You grab your phone and show them the guitar, "This!"

"An old guitar?" Terry says, confused.

"I can't even describe it. I saw it and just felt like, this is it. The answer to everything. She was just hanging in the window there" you wave towards the 2nd hand store.

Harley takes your phone, "This is a BC Rich Warlock. I'm not sure it's exactly right for our sound." She says, looking it over again.

"I know it in my gut Harley, just like when I saw that squire, and it led me to all of you. But, this was just way more intense." You say, remembering gazing over it in the shop.

Terry frowns, "But that's why you love your strat, right? It's special?"

"So where are you gonna get the money? It's like $600, and it's battered to hell." Harley adds.

Jenna holds her arm gently, "Maybe they are right. They were right about the guitar, the job, and us. This might just be the level up."

You smile wide at Jenna and take your phone back, "Anyway, wanna do the walkthrough?" you say, putting your rubber gloves back on in an attempt to change the subject.

"Yeah!!" Terry shouts, jumping on your back, "Onward!"

"You gotta watch your face on my bat, dude", you chuckle, giving him a piggyback to the entrance.

Inside there is a mixture of scenes set up for photo opportunities with the games' bosses and some live actor parts where they jumped out and clean scared you to death.

One demodog animatronic made you jump so bad you fell into the gnarly tree next to you, and as you got up, you nicked yourself on something.

"Damn! Wounded by foliage!" You laugh, showing the others.

"Ouch, dude. That looks deep," Harley says, holding your hand up.

"Ah, tis but a scratch," you say, laughing, wrapping it up in a bandana from your pocket.

Terry is running over to the giant mind Flayer model and pointing at it enthusiastically. He holds out his hand to Harley, "Mrs Weller?" She runs over with Jenna to get their picture taken.

You have a look around elsewhere. Photos were not on the cards tonight; you could hear your father say another money pit in your head.

You sigh and take a little stroll around, and that's when you see the set of the model of the guitarist on the trailer.  His head is thrown back, holding the guitar, mid solo.

You quickly take your phone out and compare it to the guitar in the store. It looks almost the same, but the body colours are switched, and the woodwork is much darker overall.