“Dude, I just got here and my room is already trashed. But hey, it’s not a bad crib! At least I don’t have to wear those prison clothes. I’d try even harder to break outta here.”

“Aw, shit. I forgot my pick in my other jean pocket! Now my fingers are gonna be all sore. This whole place sucks.”

“Yeah, I used to be in a band, but I realized I’d make more dough going independent and playing for a bunch of different people. I’m thriving! No boss, no manager, just me. It’s pretty punk rock.”