<span style="font-style: italic">Jarelis looks at him. Shaking his head and smiles at him. "Sorry dude. Didn't mean no harm." he shakes his head. He sighs and shrugs. "dude...relax...it is just a car. I didn't put it through hell." he says. Hurt that his idol was being so damn cruel to him. He looks at him and turned to start walking away. Sniffling a bit. He follows Dagger to the vehicle. Looking around the limo. He had never seen the inside of a limo. He looks at the siblings. His eyes sparkling in excitement. He bites his lower lip. Smiling at them all. "Yo. Wazzup?" he says in a totally street tone. Yet it hid his true strength in dancing and chorographing. He closed his eyes and relaxed a bit. -this is so cool! I am sitting in a limo...with my idol. How much cooler does it get?</span><br/><br/>Miho didn't go away. He entered the room anyways. Looking down at her. Holding her in his arms. Stroking her cheek lightly and wiping away the tears. "He thinks he is all smart. He shouldn't have. I care about you deeply Laura." he says honestly. Blushing a tiny bit. He holds her to him. Letting her sob into his chest. Stroking her hair. Then he pulls her up into a hug again. He smiles at her. "You always have me Laura. I want to see that beautiful smile again." he says softly.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold">Ryuko looks around. Hiding in the shadows until the cleanup of the Drum Off was done. He came out of the shadows and headed towards home. His little personal spot of hell on the streets. He closed his eyes. Shoving his hands into his jean pockets. He hums and starts to drum an imaginary drum. Using his makeshift drumsticks that were really smoothed out sticks. He begins to drum slightly.</span>