"Hey. What about us?" Cobra asked.

"You know the score," Gary told him. "She succeeds, you succeed. And that could mean another album and more studio money for you guys." He paused. "And Cobra? Behave yourself."

"Man." He laughed. "That's no fun."

"It would be less fun to get kicked off of this gig."

"Yeah?" The bass player's features were arranged in a sneer. "I'm the best fucking bassist you can buy, man. I'm not going' anywhere."

""Just behave. ...