Amber paced nervously back and forth and watched everyone leave the studio. Once she was confident everyone was gone, she rushed over to Corny's dressing room.

She banged on the door.

He opened it a crack and peeked out before letting her in.

"Corny, we need to talk,"

"Can we make out?"

"No!" Amber snapped and slapped his shoulder.

"Ow!"

"This is serious. Where was Vic today?"

"Huh?"

Amber slapped his shoulder again. "You know who I mean you bastard!"

"Sheesh...Do you just want to make out instead of explaining?"

Amber raised her hand to slap him again.

"Let's just say I took care of him."

"What the hell do you mean?" Amber demanded.

"I just got a friend to beat em' up!"

Amber slapped his face this time.

"What the hell was that for?"

"God your such a bastard!"

They were quiet for about five minutes.

"So...wanna make out?"

"You bet!"

Corny wrapped his arms around Amber and pulled her closer.

"Just don't hurt Vic, k?"

"Fine."