"I never did," confirms Johnny, feeling irritable. He gets up, attempting to be decisive. "But it doesn't matter. I'm more used to fucked up house shit than you realize. I don't want to just sit here, having this conversation with-" He flails an arm in Niall's general direction. "-Doctor Strangelove."

He pulls away from the bed, and the man, looking for an exit. A number of doors to choose from, and for a moment that holds him up.