Vincent took the aspirin, hoping that he would feel better by then. When Liz had left, he got up and went to go sit on the couch for a bit. He was lying on his back, staring up at the ceiling, looking at her phone number that was written on a piece of paper, he was holding it in his hand. "Tony, huh? I don't know anyone named Tony... What stupid stuff would he put in my head? Ain't I already an idiot?" he spoke to himself. Sometimes, Vincent was, but because of his good looks, it could easily be looked over as adorable or cute. He didn't know who this Tony guy that Liz was warning him about. How bad could he be, right?<br/><br/>He turned on the Tv, deciding to watch a movie today. He had the lights turned off because they were bugging his eyes, and sat there on the couch, a pillow in his lap as he was watching the movie "CZ12"