Eric just wasn't sure what had made him all that interesting to Sam, to be honest, but he was grateful when she pulled up to the house to pick him up.  Despite that, he couldn't help the odd, sinking sensation in the pit of his stomach as he thought about what in the world the security system upgrade was all about.<br/><br/>Still, he tried to put his unease aside as he looked to his friend.  "Heya Sam.  Mom called ya, huh?  It's just for the night, I think... You gotta cell, right?  Let me give 'er a call and I'll just make sure she knows you got me, 'kay?" he asked her, coming around to the driver's side of the car.  "Then we can see about headin' out.  You do get reception at the beach, right?" he asked her.<br/><br/>Of course, he neglected to mention the fact that he couldn't stay upright on a surf board for his life.  The young man doubted that the nagging sensation in the back of his head would help his concentration, or balance, in a positive manner in the slightest.  Still, he'd wait.  Hopefully, she'd be able to get him a chance to call up his mom and just make sure she knew what was going on.