The story of the Penguins, The best band ever (CHAPTER 5)

“THANK YOU, YOU’VE BEEN GREAT!” Noah was yelling into the microphone as The Penguins finished their first show.
Noah, Johnny, and No Name walked back stage where they were greeted by Johnny’s dad.
“That was amazing, I am just dumbfounded, wow.” Johnny’s dad raved.
“Thanks, we’re pretty amazed with ourselves too.” Said Noah, always the modest one.
“Hey, speak for yourself dude,” Johnny said jokingly, “I knew I would rock out loud!”
“Anyway,” Johnny’s dad said, “You rockers wanna go grab a bite to eat?” Asked Johnny’s dad.
“That sounds—"
Noah stopped when three girls, all about the same age as the guys, came running in.
“Oh my gosh, that was like, totally awesome, I mean you guys you should have like, a record deal or something!” Said a girl with short brown hair.
“Yeah, you guys like, rocked out!” Said a girl with long, blond hair.
“Yah, you we’re what me call amazingly amazing, Yah!” Said a strange looking girl with a unibrow.
“You guys wanna to go out or something?” Asked the blond, as if she wouldn’t take no for an answer.
“Umm, one second, let me and my fellow band members speak.” Said Noah, his mouth on the floor.
Noah, Johnny, and No Name huddled up.
“Ok, I got dibs on the blond.” Said Johnny eagerly.
“Got it, I’ve always liked brown hair better,” Agreed Noah, “ I guess that leaves the unibrow to No Name.”
Noah and Johnny looked over at No Name, he was staring over at the unibrow with spit hanging out of the corners of his mouth.
“He definitely ain’t disagreeing with that!” Said Johnny with a half smile, half cringe.
“Uh, ok.” Noah said, a little freaked out.
“What about your dad, Johnny?” Asked Noah, speaking of Johnny’s dad’s suggestion that they go out to dinner.
“He’ll be fine with it, he’s cool.” Said Johnny, not worrying about his dad.
“Ok, awesome, let’s go!” Said Noah with a grin.
“Oh, and No Name,” Said Johnny, looking at the saliva hanging out of the corners of his mouth, “Quit with the drooling, already!”
The threesome walked back to the girls.
“Ok, we’ll go. Where to?” Asked Johnny.
“Where do you wanna go?” Asked the blond.
“How about, say, Joe’s Crabshack?” Answered Noah.
“Ohh, I love seafood!” Agreed the girl with brown hair, who had somehow snuck over and was now clinging to Noah’s arm.
“Me like the crabfood too!” No Name was drooling, eager to chat with unibrow.
“Yah, me too, Yah!” Said the unibrow, also drooling.
“Then let’s get this show on the road!” Hurried Johnny, as he couldn’t wait to sit with the blond at the restaurant.
The six of them walked out to the parking lot and piled into Johnny’s dad’s car, (He was letting them borrow it so they could carry their instruments) and drove off towards the Joe’s Crabshack.