"What were they thinking?" Brian laughed as he and Howie entered the kitchen.
"Who knows," Howie chuckled grabbing a soda.
Brian made himself a sandwich. "Well, tons of people make mistake,".
Nick moped to the front of the bus. "Hello," he croaked.
"Hey," Howie replied.
Brian sat down. "Want some lunch?".
Nick clutched his stomach. "No, thanks,".
"You okay?" D. asked.
"I'm not feeling too great."
Brian noticed his friend's pale face and dazed eyes. "You look pretty run down. You better take it easy,".
"How can I take it easy?" Nick laughed. "We're on tour,".
Kevin joined the group."What's going on?".
"Nick's sick," Howie explained.
Kevin took a fatherly tone. "Is that true, Nick?".
"I'm just a little tired," Nick sighed.
AJ entered as Nick spoke. "Tired my ass. You slept till noon and you're not eating. You're sick as a dog,".
Brian finished off his meal. "I hate to say it, but AJ might be right,".
Nick rolled his eyes. "I'll be okay,".
Kevin took a seat. "You better go to the doctor tomorrow,".
"Please," Nick complained, "Give me one good reason,".
Kevin pressed his hand to Nick's forehead. "You have a fever. There's your reason. Now stop whining, you're going,".