Dylan stops his car outside his mansion. Janice is sitting next to him. She looks at the mansion and gets flashes of herself drunken, staggering on her own feet while Dylan carries her to the room.
Janice gets a shiver down her spine. She doesn't feel like going inside the house and finds herself gazing at the handle of the car door. Escape is the only thing that pops inside her head.
"Don't you dare!" exclaims Dylan reading her next move. He has been noticing her since he hit the brakes. He smiles and says, "the doors follow my instructions."
She looks at him in astonishment and thinks I pass this time and roll her eyes. He notices her rolling eyes at him but doesn't quarrel.
Dylan unbuckles and opens the door for Janice offering her a hand. She accepts and then wraps her hand around his arm.
"Nice! Now put a smile too. Don't give my dad the impression that I'm a bad boyfriend," says Dylan out of the corner of his mouth.