"So, did you hear that your ex got out of jail yesterday?" said Eddie Pontmercy, second guitarist for the Unluckies.
"Let me guess: turned into a bat and flew away in the dead of night." Johnny said ironically.
Eddie chortled at that. "No, she was granted parole."
"Oh, that's just great."
Knock knock
"I wonder who that is." Johnny said as he opened the door to his Orlando hotel room revealing Ember.
"Johnny! I missed you so much!" she hugged him and buried her face in his chest.
"Yeah, well that makes one of us."
"What?"
"Ember, you tried dragging my name through the mud. What's worse is that you lied under oath. I may have done a lot of shit in my life, but even I'd never do something as bad as all that! We're through!"
"Fine. If I can't have you, no one can. You will remember my name!" She said as she ran out the door.
"Ok. That was weird."
"You ever consider getting a restraining order against her?" Eddie asked. "Hey, what's she doing under the van?"
Johnny looked up and could see that Ember was attaching something to the chassis.
Something's not right about that. "Eddie, I'll be right back. Call the police."